New York By Night: My Fair Lady! Poem by Ravi Panamanna

At night, from the Observation Deck
The city is but a diamond necklace.
In every direction, in every inch,
Her vision is entreatingly very rich,
She is indeed a lass, My Fair Lady!

Look there! Her Statue of Liberty spires,
Look yonder! The Empire State lures.
Within a radial arc view three bridges -
Brooklyn and two others, star studded,
Hudson themes a rumbling song.

Just peep under thy toes,
The flap of yore is heard, the Wings.
The Twin Squares, fountains and a sprawling park-
The site of 9/11 Memorial in cataclysmic tears,
She, for a couple of decades silently bears.

Skyscrapers, golden bars copiously abound
To the incoming night lend a twinkling torch.
Dots of light in trillion adorn her veil,
Stars above twinkle to no avail.

Here I stand reflecting the scene,
Life plays a prolific theme under my feet.
From atop the world, over a hundred floors,
She is beauty crystalline caged in glass-
And a tourist fails not to remark:
"Fine and fine, not enough"!

By Ravi Panamanna
27th September 2017