the neon lights ablaze throwing dark shadows
the vivid colourful reflections in every window
the pulsating rhythm of the sights and sounds
the busy streets
the traffic
the chattering people going about their business
without a care for another
the music mingling into the noise from every club and bar
the rhythm and beat shaking the very foundations
imposing and unavoidable
at once irritating and yet strangely involving
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hock99, 7 months ago
The last line sums it up absolutely. Better to be irritated by other peoples sights and sounds – than totally alone with the shadow and darkness.
I am only just getting around to see what people write – and so far I am very impressed.
revad in reply to hock99’s comment, 7 months ago
Thank you for commenting. Writing is unusual for me, but the writing I have seen here on RB has encouraged me and this is the first piece I am happy to share.
ryan munson, 6 months ago
nice poem. it reminds me of a time i was a bit altered, walking in south beach.
revad in reply to ryan munson’s comment, 6 months ago
Thanks ryan.