Red Neon Torii Gate

Is there a place for us
Lonely souls
In this big, glowing city?
How ironic
To feel solitarily
In a city of fourteen million
Been slinking in the shadows
For a while now
The light can be burning
Frightening
The shadows can be reassuring
Rapid
Train headache
The view from the windows
Street lights
Feeling warmth from
Only strangers
The red neon torii gate
Opens the door
From the mundane world
To the sacred
Our home
Of neon billboards
With the loud BGM
Pulsating through us
Vividly
This is where I belong
Light and darkness
Both embrace me
In warmth and
Serenity
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
September 10, 2019 at 12:52 AM
"How ironic To feel solitarily In a city of fourteen million" - I like this opening, and the middle and the ending very much. Well done! Welcome to Poetry Soup!
The Abendrot Poet Avatar
October 16, 2019 at 3:06 AM
Thank you so much for all your wonderful comments!! :D
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