Poems About: CITY

They raised the flag for me
Infront of the city's tallest buildings
So now my job is to keep the flags flying
All the time read more »

There's no sword nor throne
in this peace city
There's no water nor dark
in this peace city read more »

The subway moves underground
In the city that I live
every single day
Because the subway carries all the passengers read more »

I didn't want to set my foot
In this strange city
But I had no choice
Because the airplane read more »

The Hat

Its worn around the city
Taken everywhere it’s a pity read more »

This isn't the kind of city,
Once I called my own.
The city belongs to foxy politicians,
Unscrupulous traders, flesh racketeers, pimps, loompens, rapists, read more »

Paris spring
street by street we explore
the city like a flower read more »

You are my city
the gaudy glow of neon light
that dispels the darkness of the night read more »

Sydney my love, Sydney my city.
Pretty pretty place,
Plenty- plenty beauty.
Sydney my love, Sydney my city. read more »

The City sings the song of Death
Death that roams in the streets
Fearless and merciless, its hands smeared with blood
Its clothes drenched, its desire insatiable read more »

I am the walking city
The breathing collective
The art of day and night
The ideals riding to work read more »

The city of joy, my city, my home
My city of love, my Troy, my Rome
Rags and riches both, and stories unfurl
Swanky Park Street to a slogan splattered wall read more »