Best New York City Poems

The Pied Piper from New York City – Part Two

This is quite despicable and very inappropriate for someone holding the 
“Highest Office in Our Land.” The Pied Piper hides his treachery by
Wrapping himself in the glory of the “Stars and Stripes.” Talk about
True shame! He...

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I live in the city that never sleeps
Time square lights shine
While the sun creeps.
Homeless men rush to the big tin can 
Of left over meals
Teens vamp through the night,
No sleeping pills.
My fellow citizens
Shop so late
Club stays open in Brooklyn
Way past eight.
Catch a ferry to Staten...

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A llegiance to no other VICE except a NEW YORK CITY ATTITUDE
B oroughs Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan, Queens and Staten island, take your pick
C ity that never sleeps
D isown your chewing gum on the sidewalk
E mpire state of mind is what you develop when living in...

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The Pied Piper from New York City – Part One

Dare his name be said?
I say, of course, Yes! 

The Pied Piper, himself, is the man, the myth, the legend.
And they, the so-called incurious lot of the hoi polloi in
American society, are the ones who accept...

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 No Mickey, Minnie, or Goofy- no Jimmy The Cricket
                The spirit of Sodom is Gomorrah...what I see is plain "Wicked"

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In New York City, where do you go
if you want to compete in some rodeo?
In order to rent a studio in Greenwich Village,
you need extra high income and a privilege.
Living there means signing a long-term lease.
The only men seen on horseback are the police.
In the...

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Walking the asphalt of the city. Nothing floats on the air.
. All is quiet, seems dormant. 
Not a scream or any musical stream. 
Bunches of clean air is bare. Surreal like snatches or pieces
Of a dream newly dreamt. I am the only one roving at...

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Pushed to the edge by reality, yes, these verses will stifle.

A revolving door always present; New York City....Vicious Cycle.

This is a poem about the hardships, and monotony of this age

The world unchanging in its essence....many problems to assuage.

Why is our purlieu in such predicaments, the...

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I drove this morning to New York City.
The scenery flies by the sky is so pretty.
As the sun comes up it shines in my eyes.
Painting different colors across the skies.

I went to a skyscraper it rose up so high.
I felt I could reach out and...

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Yo Yo New York City make me crazy and i am cool man and i am rap and people think i am cool rap walk on street and i am deaf and i can show people of my break dance like rap in NYC is...

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New York City came to great Excitement!
                       The people stopped in their tracks to take notice!
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Tears of New York city......

On the day of New York city was attacked
the whole world was waken and shaken up by terrorism.
When the thundering air crafts brought down the twin towers
The hearts of the people scattered in to thousand pieces.
It is so hard to see...

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People from all over come to see the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree.
Men, women, children alike – all say it’s a most beautiful sight.
Every year they search for the tallest Christmas tree
And decorate it so carefully.
There is nothing left to chance – there must be bulbs...

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jampacked city streets
that jangled and banged
in the raucous jarring day
shifted
from business to boogaloo
squeezing into moonlight
party lights
gin and lime-kissed
gimlet sequined dress
strutted
in studded six-inch heels
riveting flair
provoking jive and jazzy nights
to tame this lion of New York

The bed swallowed the evening
sucked-up in slumbered
sobering snooze
exhaling the drunkard’s stench
while the...

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Brooklyn, New York is my hometown,
There's always something going down.

So many different places, Religions, and races,
Walking so fast you'll only get a glimpse of their faces.

A huge melting pot located in the County of Kings,
Where the sirens of firetrucks, ambulances, and cop cars sing.

Good Old...

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