You are my city.
Your eyes are the gates,
Your soul is my transport
Your veins the roads I must travel.
You should never ever be afraid
of my knowing you too well.
Or of my being too close to you.
After all,
Can you ever,
Even after living your whole life in it,
Know a city too well?
True darkness
has no place
In a city of lights.
Pouring rain
screens the world from view
The city's million eyes
Pierce through it
Asserting their existence.
'This place is here.
This lighted city does not sleep.
These people breathe
living
committing sins
Doing good.
This place is alive;
This world
will not
ignore.'
The city of lights
cries out.
True darkness
has no place
Among the living.
HaikuWrimo: 8, 9, 10 + BONUS by Kagitsune, literature
Literature
HaikuWrimo: 8, 9, 10 + BONUS
8: Lolita at Heart
walk down empty summer streets
I need no frills or bows
to be the princess I am
~~~
9:
light floral scents
swim out from the summer heat
-- my senses pause.
~~~
10: False Alarm
sudden thunder
interrupts my dinner
--I wait for the rain in vain
~~~
BONUS: Cumulonimbus
great white giant
as slow, as fast as a dream
his head flashes, once
As awesome as Rainbow Dash
As beautiful as Fluttershy
You meant everything to me
Now you tell me there's another?
Why?
I let u strum on my heart strings
But it sounded off, with a missed chord
'cause u weren't playing lullabies of love
But dirges of discord
I'm like the mare in the moon
You locked my aching heart away
it belonged only to you
Yet all you do with it is play
So I've become an expert
In The Art of the Mess
'cause as u toy with my heart
There's a constant pain in my chest
Like Winter Wrapped Up my insides
With an eternal frost
Where no warmth exists
And all hope is lost
So I'll cry myself to sleep
Silently so
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