Poems

The City That Never Sleeps


Overcast sky,
luminous lights.

Kinetic energy,
Silhouette heights.

Livestock rushing,
around in the heat.

Camera’s clicking,
rushing to Wall street.

Broadway symphony,
TV colours explode.

A Yellow blur of taxis,
fight for the road.

Skyscrapers standing,
proud, side by side.

No sense of direction,
only intuition as my guide.

(Part of my poetry portfolio – first draft)

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