Places Urban Poems

Sitting in the passive seat
No one cares to even greet

Delicious kisses
Holding her hand
Having the best time
I never had
In the back of my cab

Memories never made
Coward...

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Menace to society,
Deranged minds,
Sinister thoughts,
Unsettling spaces.

The unknown looms,
Minds in cluttered rooms,
The untold overcast,
License and freedom are precast.

Trouble in public places,
Comes to languages and races,
Bleeding hearts...

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1.The question is under what authority they collected the money?
2.Ran ads in cinema halls and constituted a five member bench to supervise the fund or...

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Squeezing hands
  Winking eyes
Making faces
  Going places!

Delighting in found-gardens
  Wedged into settings urban
The world about us, wholly ours
  Strangers' smiles, no...

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In the place where I live,
there was nothing before...
No house, no constructions
it was total desolation...
Now they planted grain of
development, sowed
bricks, glass and tiles and
invented urban...

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The Urban Blight.      
     
I returned tired from an outing.      
Everything...

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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...

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Two true taboo nocturnal friends
Bedeviling the vernal places;
Un-men unto un-town's undead ends,
Under wrinks in mansworld's faces;

Take care me boys, wear Wolfrat clothes - 
Make sure...

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when industry
stood on this soil
with chimneys that 
spewed sweat and toil
the furnace fires 
relied on mines
through arteries 
of railway lines.

now looking back 
to charcoal skies
through...

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All the good old things replaced by the shiny new,
But when does shiny new become a has been?
Things of depth and things of worth trashed...

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Right Hand Twist
With a twisted sexuality like that
Anything was possible

Especially when you were called Zenky
And were from Oldham

The most deprived town in England
But that doesn’t...

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Morning in the metropolis 
   and as light pour from the sky 
The city awakes!
Autos rush by on the FDR drive 
 ...

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Child vagrant of the world
Of the parks
Of the arches
Of the wet ravines

You grasp from the wind
Stories and thoughts
And talk to yourself
About what’s not anymore

For friends?
You...

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Cold winds, still blowing 
Together we walk on city streets
Two spirits who have met this day 
and take joy in companionship 
Bright sun, cold air...

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An old gentleman 
on a deserted country road 
just outside a picturesque small town,
strolling in my direction.
He smiles as we pass each other, 
says, “How...

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