I wandered for months,
through the forests and fields,
all that just to find you.
I followed the river through those dark hills,
hoped you would send me a message
of hope or just wishing me a bon voyage,
yet it seems I was just expecting too much.
The path I took was hard, dark, and dangerous
yet here I am, still moving towards your heart.
Rain was pouring, I was sobbing,
why did you have to go all dark?
After everything it seemed impossible,
to get to the goal,
but then in front of me there it was...
Neon City was rising from the spring mist
and the lights shined towards the sky.
I stood there, at the lookout point,
wanting to catch a glimpse of the view,
but I ran towards the concrete.
-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...
