Metropolis
Lost in an urban jungle...
Cannot see the gates to their soul
-to those metallic animals roaming
towards a fictitious destination...
A seagull disoriented
by skyscrapers' blue reflections
The ocean breeze is calling
The upwards is the only escape
Wings heavy with heat and smog
Slap Fate with willpower – mine
I will have to play the "Jungle Game" for now
So they won't steal my take off...
copyright@Iolandascripca2013
Copyright © Iolanda Scripca | Year Posted 2013
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment