Urban Landscape Poem by Aurel Mirashi

Wake up in the morning, peer through the window,
Thoughts overflow, then come to a halt,
The shadows on the wall dance around your head,
The darkness creeps deep into your body.

Four-wheeled machines take you to your destined place,
Within confined walls, you find freedom,
Close your eyes, shut down your heart,
No better place to be than here.

Gliding through these urban streets,
Making love to these women, leaves your soul destitute,
Drinking with these men, leaves you in solitude,
No future in these forsaken landscape.