Poems About the City Published by Members Recently Online
#city
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
21st Feb 2020 12:52pm
21st Feb 2020 12:52pm
Indecisive Heart (in English)
Kathy, you're the woman that I've been waiting for all along.
My heart was depending on the love of someone like you.
On my first attendance, you offered to share your songbook with me.
And at that moment, I wondered if true love started to grow.
It was so frightening, yet everything about it was inviting.
Darling, my fondness for you became greater by the end of spring,
But I was still afraid to reveal my hidden emotion to you.
Although you were at my disposal, I never mentioned my love.
I didn't know you wanted me and you didn't know I wanted...
My heart was depending on the love of someone like you.
On my first attendance, you offered to share your songbook with me.
And at that moment, I wondered if true love started to grow.
It was so frightening, yet everything about it was inviting.
Darling, my fondness for you became greater by the end of spring,
But I was still afraid to reveal my hidden emotion to you.
Although you were at my disposal, I never mentioned my love.
I didn't know you wanted me and you didn't know I wanted...
#love
#happiness
#hope #city
#hope #city
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
NYC 1963
The studio on 4th Street was the place they needed to be
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
#city
#music
#nonfiction
#nostalgia
#PopCulture
68 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
NYC 1963
The studio on 4th Street was the place they needed to be
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
#city
#music
#nonfiction
#nostalgia
#PopCulture
68 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
NYC 1963
The studio on 4th Street was the place they needed to be
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
#city
#music
#nonfiction
#nostalgia
#PopCulture
68 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
NYC 1963
The studio on 4th Street was the place they needed to be
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
#city
#music
#nonfiction
#nostalgia
#PopCulture
68 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
NYC 1963
The studio on 4th Street was the place they needed to be
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
#city
#music
#nonfiction
#nostalgia
#PopCulture
68 reads
12 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
10th Dec 2023 4:28am
10th Dec 2023 4:28am
Alive in a Ghost Town
Daily zombie parade
death of the social charade
preoccupied ghosts by the score
all neighbors ignored
I can't take it anymore
I want to move to a ghost town
Small town vibe
united tribe
easy to be
a community
historical site
party at night
small mountain town
I'm new life bound
I want to move to a ghost town.
In the town of Jerome
I might finally feel at home
my neighbors would know my name
lack of distractions
lots of local interaction
I think I would thrive
where people...
death of the social charade
preoccupied ghosts by the score
all neighbors ignored
I can't take it anymore
I want to move to a ghost town
Small town vibe
united tribe
easy to be
a community
historical site
party at night
small mountain town
I'm new life bound
I want to move to a ghost town.
In the town of Jerome
I might finally feel at home
my neighbors would know my name
lack of distractions
lots of local interaction
I think I would thrive
where people...
#city
#ghosts
#LifeGoals
174 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
10th Dec 2023 4:28am
10th Dec 2023 4:28am
Alive in a Ghost Town
Daily zombie parade
death of the social charade
preoccupied ghosts by the score
all neighbors ignored
I can't take it anymore
I want to move to a ghost town
Small town vibe
united tribe
easy to be
a community
historical site
party at night
small mountain town
I'm new life bound
I want to move to a ghost town.
In the town of Jerome
I might finally feel at home
my neighbors would know my name
lack of distractions
lots of local interaction
I think I would thrive
where people...
death of the social charade
preoccupied ghosts by the score
all neighbors ignored
I can't take it anymore
I want to move to a ghost town
Small town vibe
united tribe
easy to be
a community
historical site
party at night
small mountain town
I'm new life bound
I want to move to a ghost town.
In the town of Jerome
I might finally feel at home
my neighbors would know my name
lack of distractions
lots of local interaction
I think I would thrive
where people...
#city
#ghosts
#LifeGoals
174 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
10th Dec 2023 4:28am
10th Dec 2023 4:28am
Alive in a Ghost Town
Daily zombie parade
death of the social charade
preoccupied ghosts by the score
all neighbors ignored
I can't take it anymore
I want to move to a ghost town
Small town vibe
united tribe
easy to be
a community
historical site
party at night
small mountain town
I'm new life bound
I want to move to a ghost town.
In the town of Jerome
I might finally feel at home
my neighbors would know my name
lack of distractions
lots of local interaction
I think I would thrive
where people...
death of the social charade
preoccupied ghosts by the score
all neighbors ignored
I can't take it anymore
I want to move to a ghost town
Small town vibe
united tribe
easy to be
a community
historical site
party at night
small mountain town
I'm new life bound
I want to move to a ghost town.
In the town of Jerome
I might finally feel at home
my neighbors would know my name
lack of distractions
lots of local interaction
I think I would thrive
where people...
#city
#ghosts
#LifeGoals
174 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 2:18pm
6th Nov 2024 2:18pm
Uncrossing
Silent screams on the asphalt,
life that stops in the blink of an eye.
A feathered dream falls,
a hairy hope falls,
lost in the blur of the floor.
The road, cold and indifferent judge,
echoes in so much absence
with legs and wings,
that once vibrated
in the sweet embrace of nature.
The pain remains
in tire tracks,
a testimony to the fleeting life
and the cruel intersections
of human haste
and wild innocence.
life that stops in the blink of an eye.
A feathered dream falls,
a hairy hope falls,
lost in the blur of the floor.
The road, cold and indifferent judge,
echoes in so much absence
with legs and wings,
that once vibrated
in the sweet embrace of nature.
The pain remains
in tire tracks,
a testimony to the fleeting life
and the cruel intersections
of human haste
and wild innocence.
#city
#disappointment
#murder
#nature
#regret
87 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 2:18pm
6th Nov 2024 2:18pm
Uncrossing
Silent screams on the asphalt,
life that stops in the blink of an eye.
A feathered dream falls,
a hairy hope falls,
lost in the blur of the floor.
The road, cold and indifferent judge,
echoes in so much absence
with legs and wings,
that once vibrated
in the sweet embrace of nature.
The pain remains
in tire tracks,
a testimony to the fleeting life
and the cruel intersections
of human haste
and wild innocence.
life that stops in the blink of an eye.
A feathered dream falls,
a hairy hope falls,
lost in the blur of the floor.
The road, cold and indifferent judge,
echoes in so much absence
with legs and wings,
that once vibrated
in the sweet embrace of nature.
The pain remains
in tire tracks,
a testimony to the fleeting life
and the cruel intersections
of human haste
and wild innocence.
#city
#disappointment
#murder
#nature
#regret
87 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 2:18pm
6th Nov 2024 2:18pm
Uncrossing
Silent screams on the asphalt,
life that stops in the blink of an eye.
A feathered dream falls,
a hairy hope falls,
lost in the blur of the floor.
The road, cold and indifferent judge,
echoes in so much absence
with legs and wings,
that once vibrated
in the sweet embrace of nature.
The pain remains
in tire tracks,
a testimony to the fleeting life
and the cruel intersections
of human haste
and wild innocence.
life that stops in the blink of an eye.
A feathered dream falls,
a hairy hope falls,
lost in the blur of the floor.
The road, cold and indifferent judge,
echoes in so much absence
with legs and wings,
that once vibrated
in the sweet embrace of nature.
The pain remains
in tire tracks,
a testimony to the fleeting life
and the cruel intersections
of human haste
and wild innocence.
#city
#disappointment
#murder
#nature
#regret
87 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About the City Published by Members Recently Online
