Original Poems

13-the city of tomorrow

Okay so this isn't a poem, but, you know. I might start adding short stories too. I could try and make it into a poem, so :) and can I just say wow 200+reads, thanks so much!

"I rose from the polished, gleaming ground from where I fell, staring around me. I gasped in wonder as I saw the sight before me, it was here-the city of tomorrow.

I made it, I did. After solving the puzzle and entering the portal, I'd finally made it.

"Tall, white marble skyscrapers surrounded me, so shiny it was blinding. Even though the building were immensely tall, the city was still full of light, somehow. I wondered if the marble was luminous.

"The sky was, in fact, blue. But not a usual, sunny day blue, it was an ethereal, vibrating blue. It seemed to fade from light to dark every few seconds, confusing me even more.

"Plants that I'd never seen before were elegantly stationed next to the skyscrapers, and even though I couldn't see anyone around, someone must've built this. Right?

"There was an Erie silence as I took in what surrounded me, before I heard something.

"It was a clicking; rhythmic and gradually coming closer, making me step back in fear.

"A woman suddenly appeared in front of me. her hair was an unnatural, shiny white, accompanied by an ethereally beautiful face.

She was wearing a body suit, it seemed, but it looked like...glass. Reflective glass, with dimensions in the bodysuit like diamonds. She put her hand in front of my eyes and said something, that's all I remember. I'm sorry."

I told the pristine agents all I could remember, receiving puzzled glances as they listened all the way through.

"Can you remember what the woman said?" One of them asked, pity flashing in his eyes. They were both wearing suits, adorned with badges which couldn't mean just your average police officer.

I shook my head no. "I'm sorry, it all feels so distant...like a dream. I've been thinking about it for sixteen years, and have never found a solution." I explained, praying to god they wouldn't use torture techniques to try and get information out of me.

The men nodded, looking unconvinced, a look passing between them I didn't understand. The other man spoke. "You mentioned a puzzle, and a portal. Can you explain more about that?" His eyebrows shot up as though he'd just exposed me of something.

My eyes were unfocused as I stared at the wall in front of me, before answering. "I can't say what the puzzle was. I am forbidden. It is a spell cast when anyone solves it. As much as I want to say about it, I can't. The universe won't let me."

It was true, what I was saying, and even though the two men smiled and nodded, I knew they'd thought I'd lost my marbles. That I was a lunatic. After all, I was in a mental asylum.

There was silence for a minute, before one of the men nodded to the other. "Thank you for your time, miss Avery. We appreciate it." They said, before filing out the room.

I wasn't surprised they knew my last name, but what I was surprised about was how they didn't notice I was lying. Or if they did, they didn't question it.

To be continued...