Bustling City
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July- 23-2024
Eight Words Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Joseph May
In the glare of SYNTHETIC neon lights,
The metropolitan city is awake even at night.
Distracting noises EMENATE from all corners,
Peace is not found in the bustling crowd.
Vehicles pass screeching their horns
Life is never still in this SWIRLING city
Sirens wail, humans brush past, all strangers.
One can get easily lost in the maze of streets.
Everything's artificial and nothing is natural.
People chase ILLUSION and move about in panic,
They stray to satisfy their desires in TIMELESS span
But are left dissatisfied and disillusioned.
In their hearts BLOSSOM a thousand dreams.
But like roses that wither away in the wind,
Dreams and aspirations crumble as sand castles.
With a jolt, they realize that they were after mirages.
How they long for the RUSTIC calm and peace,
Where people have time to care about their fellow men,
Where life moves at a relaxed pace with less competition,
And one can listen to the sonatas of birds in SILENCE.
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2024
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