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Empty streets I walk  and walk
Aimed at the lonely riverside
There's nothing to think of, just stand there
Just stand there and quietly stare
At the water at my feet 
Struggling to flow down my face
While my favorite music plays.
Empty streets I walked and walked
To the  sound of a desolate trumpet
Played by a mask hidden puppet
Crying please drop a little stone
To take the sorrow off these bones!
And miles and miles I walked alone..
A stranger stopped me and said please,
Would you come for a cup of tea?
But fear and cold won over warmth;
I turned my back, made something up
And all alone I pursued to walk
Through empty streets in the twilight.
Who knows what could it be
Of the stranger who wanted  tea?
Maybe a swindler or a thief,
Or maybe someone just needing company
Two blue eyes wanting to talk
And to maybe come along my walk,
And listen,
Listen to me,
Something I'll eternally need.
But I said no, and continued to walk
Through empty streets at the twilight.
I've seen love, I've seen hate
I've seen the world in this tiny place
By walking along the same old streets...
I've been smiled at, been ignored
But I've never stopped my walk
Through empty streets down and up
Alone with ghosts and dreams and thoughts
I see the people who I love
Appearing and fading in the air...
Drown in coffee and illusion,
I walk behind the fake profusion
Of a life in the other shore
I never doubted I would adore.
But for the first time I am scared;
Scared of not being myself
Something so easy to prevent,
Yet so hard to understand...
I live in illusion!
Like my sisters and my brothers.
And talking about the others,
Hand in hand I see two lovers:
Something I have never tasted
Because so far I've only waited,
Waited while my life's on pause.
But what's a pause without a dream?
It's a guitar without a string!
It's endless time without a clock,
It's the empty streets I walk.
But still, in the riverside's horizon
Empty as it is, or full as it may seem
A little boat remains there floating
For all of us still hoping
For a glimmer, for a light
There at the lonely riverside
Hope of one day walking back
The empty streets, no longer black.

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  1. Date: 8/2/2011 3:28:00 PM
    Congratulations on your poetry making it through round one in the PoetrySoup International Poetry contest Rita. I wish you the best in the final round. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 7/6/2011 4:30:00 PM
    Congrats Rita on the featuring of "Lisbon." Vince

  1. Date: 7/5/2011 6:45:00 AM
    Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week Rita. May your poetry bring inspiration to others as they read it. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 2/9/2011 11:11:00 AM
    Welcome to PoetrySoup Rita. I know this is a late welcome but, I have some very pressing matters going on at the present time. I hope to be back and at full speed in the next couple of weeks. Until then please keep writing and sharing your poetry. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 2/2/2011 4:49:00 AM
    Welcome to Poetry Soup.. so enjoyed reading your poetry tonight with it's creative theme on Lisbon..... hope your time on Soup will be fun and filled with sharing... check out our contests too... good luck with luv..

  1. Date: 2/1/2011 11:08:00 PM
    I like how there is the little burst of repeated rhyme and a change in the next two stanzas after the stranger proposes tea, as if the character had been briefly shaken up before carrying on

  1. Date: 2/1/2011 2:34:00 PM
    Very Great, I really enjoyed your work