Here comes the dawn,
The city fades,
The city’s night more home to me than day.
Boston bound,
I hope to live,
Yet i've never hated the sunlight more than this…
And with that, I’m sore to say,
I wish I did not live another city day.
- Author: Nameless (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 11th, 2017 02:32
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 73
Comments5
Interesting. Unusual style and flow. Im not a fan of cities day or night but i am a fan of this poem. Enjoyed it a lot.
I'm glad you liked it despite its unusual style.
Great write
I really liked this. Unusual.
really nice and unique poem
Boston is fantastic day or night! ( Go Sox, Go Pats!!) You're right though, city living can be depressing, but they are great places to visit. Nice poem, different topic, one to ponder. - Phil A.
I agree, Boston is an amazing city. I'm glad you like my work.
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