Whenever I feel very low,
Tired and rushing against the crowd
In this big jungle of concrete, steel
And glass called: New York City,
It comes to my mind one wish:
To climb the Empire State Building
Like King Kong did with bravery! ..
Once all the way on the top,
A higher and quieter place,
Where I may stay unmoved
By the world down below,
I would feel totally free
Like a melancholic and soft wind…
My words may become softer,
Fluttering the breeze
And well protected in my new nest,
Where nothing can reach me,
Out of sight and touch of the crowd,
I would most likely realize
The World is not so tough…
People below behave like horses,
Clicking heels against tracks
Of pavement led by reigns
That I cannot clearly perceive…
These people seem to glide
On railways of motion,
All riding a freight train
Of contemplation…
Surprised perhaps to be noticed
By the people down below,
I cast a warning stare
Through the fading distance,
Silent detachment
And separate defiance of a struggle
Blended with a non reconciled pain…
Tired by the everyday routine,
I hope I can find peace and security,
All the way up there on my new nest
Where I would have the chance
To discover the real secret of:
Distance, Height and Space…
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Brilliant as always, gentle rhythm with valuable lessons. I love it
Brilliant as always, gentle rhythm with valuable lessons. I love it
Lovely. It makes us wonder what it would be like to break the everyday routine, and how funny it would look if observed from above. If only we would all slow down and take some time to think... It's a very beautiful poem. I loved it.
Your soul may already know those secrets, I hope your mind will not find out for quite a while. May you live long to use your pen's scribbles, for us the lilliputs to love and care. Thank you for share, dear friend,10
there are times when we all would like to rise above all this turmoil. Just a peaceful place and look down upon it.
Amazing! a Truly fascinating write! Constructed so well and perfectly vivid - Love it!
This poem is so deep. It's exactly how I feel down inside where no one can see. I am almost in tears. I do love the way you word all of the feelings you have. Only certain people understand. As for me - I found it to give me peace. Michele Kostelnik Parrillo How I long for peace...
The place we crave, to create our muse, often we search for just one, where no one can break the silence as you think of what to write...the space...the height..is where ever we chose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear friend Romeo, Great amazing poem, show the dream of all of us through this short time we spend over the earth which they call it 'Life'.To be always up you must have vibrant spirit with a great hope to have better future.The way to our happiness and peace always be with satisfaction, no matter you are rich or poor.Be happy my friend your expressive poem is your way to be happy.