Distant city nights,
Those faraway lights,
On the eastern border;
Colored lights quarter.
There should be hubbub,
And people club to club;
Dancing nights of August,
Music mellow and robust!
To that far, dreamy place,
With life's quicker pace,
Excitement is now calling,
And my heart is falling!
Those far neon lights burn,
As some observe and yearn;
Glowing colors of the night,
Under the silvery moonlight.
With the latest changings of PH I came across this swing poem, lovely tune I can hear from afar. Excellent rhythm in the poem, and its amazing tune. I have enjoyed very much your fascinating beat, dear poetess. Indeed the Silvery Moonlight added much magic to the scene. Especially in these corona pandemic times, excitement is loudest calling. I know the poem is created before corona pandemic, but as I have read just now, the lovely text sounds most pleasing.
Beautiful description of distant city lights...just Mesmerizing. Lovely one. Thank-you.
Beautiful description of distant city lights...just Mesmerizing. Lovely one.
Neon lights! ! ! ! Night life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Continued 2) Covid-19 in our country has so many restrictments.and is going its 2nd LockDown.Thank you for sharing, dear Evelyn.5 Stars Full Vote for this brilliant poem. I like it a very lot. The photograph is a wonderful night scene. Beautiful colours.