Reflections on the city Wild with the stupor of raucous wit, - TopicsExpress



          

Reflections on the city Wild with the stupor of raucous wit, the city is revealed; As, the thrill of perfume, crawls haphazardly, through the flesh of naked buildings. Windows prised open; revelling in the stains of cheap excitement, Like the curiosity of a soothsayer Arousing the intrigue of poisoned bodies. The roar of the streets; stumbles with an uncouth swagger, Through the broken teeth of the mire, Like the roseate of nostalgia leaping from the odyssey of junkies vein. Skin; bold with courage, entices the naive tremble of a tonic, Like the fatigue of cowardice grasping the fantasy of Eden. An exchange of glances; conceal the rapture within, As a jaded lustre reclaims the mystic; espoused by the wretchedness of the gutter. A paralytic charm infatuated with the din of a cities chorus; Arouses the complexion of an artist, Like an inflicted wound clambering to the obedience of the night air. Walking undeterred; a vitriolic triumph strides unevenly, as a howl bereaved of its lust, stutters in the squalor of progress. A tale of two worlds erupts from the sky-line, like a dislocated poetry crawling through the pillars of gormless glass. Refracted light clings to a prophecy, as a litany of scares, salutes the triumph of a drunken pauper mangled in the whispers of a paradise. A sombre tone clings too an unflinching silence, as the spirit of resilience stumbles incoherently through a maze of concrete anarchy The cocaine fantasy wild with hysterical fiction litters the city, like a tainted scare draped in the voluptuous sent of greed. Broken; the torment of the crippled, loom suspended in fear, As a stoic resolve is bleed to the bone in a pointless victory too ageing statue. Wounded the pride of a city retreats; Stumbling awkwardly into a vaulted tomb, like the embers of adolescence ridiculed for its innocence. Nomadic; the frontiers of estrangement, amble aimlessly, as a faceless relic inspires a disjointed theatre, Carved, in the awe of apathetic wonder. Feverish; the phantoms paralysed in the apparitions of the past, Draws hope from a void, like the haunting notes Of a labyrinth, indulging in the wit of suicide. Scares steeped in the trauma of its birth; the city sings, as a melancholic triumph daring to adventure against the tide of a cities whim The innocence of lullaby captures the hopeless tremble of the new, Ensnared in the Gothic architecture of a shadow Like the deformity of Siamese twins biting for spaces, bereaved of air The city sings from the opposites of a cage Tempting the disfigured laugher of temptress, As a call resonates from the depravity of the nameless The trials and tribulations expressed, as a pointless charade Resurrects the fragments of a celestial glow, like the battered and bruised ambitions of the homeless The bitterness in a cities melody cast a rambling eye Across a requiem of fallen poets, as an opiate rekindles the orphaned history retold in the flames of its youth Those beguiling sounds unearthed in the accolades of an indignant mass Arise from an enduring crypt, like the resilience of a tiger bound by the addiction of its death The obscurity of a scribe conceals the rhapsody, entangled within the tenements, as an awaking roar fills the romance of the streets with an orgy of pestilence Yet beyond the enfeebled cries; the affliction of city, torments its wounds like a biter sweet symphony rambling through the wisdom drawn from derelict factories and vacuous towers of haunting buildings. Yet that valiant mystic to persevere in the misery of existence chimes from the cracks and crevasses of the gloom as a melody of a cities tears casts the frailty of hope upon the exhaustion of a dwindling light it is to them the cites chimes to the single parent mothers struggling against a ruthless plight armed with the impotency of prayer to the broken eyes of the disenchanted youth enfeebled by the scything rot induced by a boundless inertia. to the courage of a teen fighting against the will of blade, inspired by the thrill of hallelujah. to the immigrant; sleepless in delirium, questions the valour of fates flawless hand. to the worker ;bleed from exhaustion; striving for salvation in the autism of despair to the Roma and the traveller asked to recant their culture, like an original sin drowning in the bastardised ignorance of hysteria to the thousands force to flee to the thousands forced to flee as the certainty of noose captures the innocence of the age it is to them; the city sings; free at last, free at last, the city sings, free at last
Posted on: Fri, 20 Sep 2013 02:38:48 +0000

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