Hustle and bustle fills the air.
People flow like the sea,
moving through crowds.
Everyone tries to feel alive
in the city of lights and razzle-dazzle.
Some call it suffocating.
The smog that fills the skies is suffocating.
People are losing air.
The affect of the razzle-dazzle
has become violent like tsunami waves on the sea.
People are dying to stay alive,
trying to find a familiar face among the crowds.
Some group together and follow the crowds.
Others search for solitude to avoid suffocating.
The groups need one another to stay alive,
while the solitude seekers just need air.
People wash up on sidewalks like dead fish on the sea.
People still search for the razzle-dazzle.
Next big thing: discovering the razzle-dazzle.
All walks of life gather, forming crowds,
causes rifts and ripples in the sea.
The ones who find it suffocating
leave to get some air.
They’ll return again to remember how to feel alive.
Falacy makes them all feel alive.
The lies are full of razzle-dazzle,
Enough to pollute the air.
Changes happen within the crowds
More people are suffocating,
And drowning in the overpopulated sea.
Waves begin to calm in the sea,
people have found ways to stay alive.
Less are suffocating,
more are finding peace within the mayhem of the razzle-dazzle.
Comfort is again found in the crowds
People are accepting the deception-filled air.
Spectators watch with glamour filled eyes as natives flow through a sea of razzle-dazzle
Some wonder how the natives stay alive and stand out in the crowds.
Most leave the suffocating city to breathe fresh air.
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The City of Razzle Dazzle - A Sestina
PoesíaThis poem is a sestina, a 39-lined poem consisting of six sestinas and an ending tercet. Each word that ends a line must be reused in each stanza in a specific order. Surprisingly enough, this poem did not take long to compose and I consider it to b...
