The drab city
Aimlessly i walk in this town. Thinking of hope, of love and peace. Its a city full of smoke, noise and hatred. Thought i could be part of its art, loose myself into it and be myself in it. It lies on the banks of some river, once was fresh but now flows of dark waters, darker than the night. Can't go swimming, its filthy. No quacking of ducks, no melodies just aimless sounds. In this place i thought happy endings lay awaiting. Birds sing sad songs...songs without a rhythm, lyrics without words... without a melody. The wind whispers of longing. It enwraps me with its embrace and am once again lost in the circle... No children around, to lighten up the grey days in this place. Old men sit still, huddled together yet the sun shines bright. Eyes hollow and expressionless. Dry gazes from everyone and it's no longer welcoming. No more the place i longed for. I thought it was a beautiful place, full of green, full of bliss and I longed to be here. Tall chimneys towering above the...