"Sometimes getting lost helps."
Lights
The day's colors fade away,
as I look up to the skies.
The solitary winds sweep through me,
bringing me back to life.
With every little sweet step,
and every little happenstance,
I see it come alive.
So when the day's colors fade away,
I look up to the skies.
I brush the dust off my jacket,
and walk away from the alleys.
Shadows grow and yet I smile,
because the day's colors fade away.
A stranger walks, passing by,
and for a moment I see him smile,
I stop, unsure,
and finally I flash a smile.
In a city full of so many strangers,
in a day that lulls itself to sleep,
the skylight shines with city lights,
so I smile when I look up to the skies.
I'm lost in a city
with so many bright lights,
the shadows keep growing
but I won't say good night.
The day's colors seep away,
the darkened skies come alive.
I am lost but I am happy,
I am finally content,
so smiling with wide eyes,
I look up to the skies.
I'm lost in a city
and all I see are the lights,
the strangers keep walking,
not noticing my light.
The day's colors seep away,
the morning gives way to night,
I am lost but I am happy,
I am lost but so alive.
A city full of strangers
I hear it say goodnight.
The city lights are drowning me
and I wish I could say goodbye,
because the stars point me back
to a morning so full of light.
I am lost but I am happy,
I am finally content,
but as the night's colors fade away,
I smile up to the skies.
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Static Little Musings
Poetry"Sometimes all I want is for people to listen, and for once in their lives stop pretending to understand and just sit down and listen. A writer's life and soul lingers wherever his words have left a mark. This is where mine lies." Words will confi...
