Just arrived in this misty city,
wondering, where the hell is everyone.
The streets are empty and I'm all alone,
looking for the guiding lights.
I am scared,
I am surprised,
Looking at the sky, asking myself
what will happen next?
I am here because my heart guided me,
yet now it seems it was wrong
and my mind was right.
I stand here, lost and wondering,
how to get to the "dream town"?
In the mist,
the violet flash appeared and the light shined.
I followed the signs.
I guess I am here now.
-F.B.
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neon city
PoetryWelcome to neon city, a place where poetry mixes with song, dance and different stories. Neon city is my first poetry collection book, following the poetry booklet "The flow of life". The book contains 35 poems/songs, all talking about future, love...
