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Have you ever stopped to look around you
in the blinding glare of neon light,
when at last a city has been emptied
in the middle of the night?
Have you ever felt the death like stillness
as along the deserted streets you crept,
after all the noisy day time traffic
has finally homeward went?
As you tread the darkened pavement,
your steps have echoed far and near,
sounded like someone creeping up so close,
you were jolted with fear?
Have you ever felt how utterly lonely,
the shadows of the city night can be,
when no sign of another living
person can be seen?
Believe me, i would rather be in the
vast expanse of the desert,
or the confines of the everlasting hills,
then i would know for certain,
the quietness that really thrills.
This work by mysticdave is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
Have you ever stopped to look around you
in the blinding glare of neon light,
when at last a city has been emptied
in the middle of the night?
Have you ever felt the death like stillness
as along the deserted streets you crept,
after all the noisy day time traffic
has finally homeward went?
As you tread the darkened pavement,
your steps have echoed far and near,
sounded like someone creeping up so close,
you were jolted with fear?
Have you ever felt how utterly lonely,
the shadows of the city night can be,
when no sign of another living
person can be seen?
Believe me, i would rather be in the
vast expanse of the desert,
or the confines of the everlasting hills,
then i would know for certain,
the quietness that really thrills.
This work by mysticdave is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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Perfect words in the line of poetry.
ReplyDeleteThe quietness that really thrills. That is the essence of this poem and I feel this all the time.
ReplyDeleteYes, the quiet of the city is very different from the quiet of Nature.
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