when the sun disappears
and the city lights up,
the cars pick up speed,
it suddenly feels more alive,
from the rooftop you see,
the city never sleeps,
hold your arms out
to feel like your free,
look around you
take it all in,
your heart is beating,
feel the cool breeze
on your cheeks,
stop crying,
look where you stand,
on top of the world,
why is the night
so comforting?
YOU ARE READING
silent thoughts
Poetryand her words rolled out like silk from soft, rosy lips, everything lifeless is alive, wilted flowers are risen, the skies are clear, and there is peace - daisies
