Water And Light

by

Neil Heron

Water and light wont bless this city
A pavement away from the bad and pretty
A picture of bliss a head to unmuddle
Poisonous rain forming into a puddle

Then just a moment to pause and reflect
A face I cant trace rewind or reject
Because time keeps on moving
And will soon pass us by
Like the rush hour traffic wishing to fly

Moving through our urban surrounds
A river with bridges and boats to be found
People from places so far away
Finding a new life and deciding to stay

Happy one year a little sadder the next
Calling their friends or sending some text
Summer to wait for when the evenings cool off
Spring to wait for when the parks come alive

A city of seasons four sometimes five
Autumn or fall when the trees change in colour
Then winter just waits like lovers do for eachother.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Life overrules death
by: Nikhil Parekh
from: Ahmedabad, Gujarat, India

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