Lovely Poetry # 5 - "This City" (An Original Poem)
Always bustling ,day and night
Crammed with heels,coats and ties
With hopeful dreams and countless prize
Engrossed with tidings in this city
Couldn't sit, always pacing
No time to rest, clock is ticking!
Ang buhay sa syudad. Bow :D
haha true! Thanks for dropping by @smaeunabs! :)
So true it is like large city’s never sleep. So many possible opportunities everywhere you look. I really enjoyed the way you described in an simple yet elegant manner. I just see them as concrete jungles and I am in a hurry to be out of them as soon as possible when I need to enter one of them.
Thank you so much @enjar. Large cities never really sleep. At night, when I want to go out for a quick bite, the city is so alive. Seems like there's no difference between night and daylight anymore. The city is so busy. Back in the old days, when it is night time, the city is so quiet. Now, graveyard shifts cause the city to be bustling day and night (just like what I've said in the poem). Times have changed and hopefully, the changes are for the better.