City streets

Hi netizens,
Here I am with my second post...

Warning! : Please dont stare at the Picture for more than 5 seconds- It causes a headache and u might feel dizzy as well Just as I did.

Preface:
City streets is a poem which i wrote around 3 years ago. I was a small town guy, moving into a big metro, and this poem illustrates my astonishments and disappointments of my initial few weeks in the big bad city. so her we go...

                                                         

Towering into the skies like Jack's bean stock,
The city's street lights;
                 Never can I see the moon smile,
Aisles filled with trash ,
                 Never can I see fresh earth,
High sky scrappers scrapping through the clouds above,
                 Never letting rain drops kiss earth...
   
  Noisy streets, loud beeps;
                 Never can I hear the birds and breeze sing in tandom.
Flooded are the streets with swarming people in search for of peace,
                Never have they found it, nor can I take a lonely walk down the streets.
                Never have I ever felt at home;
Just as what Taarzan would have felt moving into NYC.




Where are those heavenly metros I remember seeing in those retros?!

-The Dreamer

A city is a large community where people are lonesome together. Herbert Prochnow