Steemit School Poetry 100 Day Challenge Day #94—Shibuya Cross

in steemitschoolpoetry •  6 months ago

All around be flighty feet
Sauntering through lurid streets
Overhead, a thousand neon lights
Coruscating, glowing fantastically
A sea of body at the Shibuya Cross,
waiting for the light to change.

Locomotives multitudinous,
moving along.
Ah, majestic Shibuya Cross
To you I give this lonesome heart.

Infatuated, bare, joined to passion,
searching in this silicone land.
From izakaya to hosting shops
infantile ones flaunt their wares.

All rage within, all placid without;
Tokyoites shuffling about.
And I, as if in a swoon
am swept up by this urban space.
I stand alone
At Shibuya’s cross
Feeling the beat of my lonesome heart.


A little about me and poetry

This poem is my submission to the School Poetry 100 Day Challenge hosted by @d-pend, whom I would like to thank for sponsoring this competition. He is indeed a godsend. Though a bit dubious, I would consider myself an intermediate writer of poetry. My first love is prose, so if you get a feel of something other than verse in my poetry that is why. I use poems to assist me when I have writer’s block. This strategy, however, seems to be morphing into something more serious. At least I think so.

Thanks for reading.

Poem by: @nicholas83

Date: 6/10/18

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Yup , that about describes the feeling when you there

Strength brother. God squeezes but does not strangle. Better days will come.


I have some serious questions to ask him. The older I get and the more sadness I see I wonder if I should be bothering with this entity called God.


Do not deny God Rather, approach him. He will hear your pain. Do not give up, they are hard tests that we have to go through many times. It is my humble opinion. I am also going through a difficult situation and I try, and I try to overcome it. Every day I wake up with a fear in my heart. Friend force.

Crushing loneliness is what oozes this poem, my friend. I embrace you with strength, Nicholas and breathe energy of peace in your soul. Blessings!