The naked earth in the neon lights,
I am lost in the porn of its sights,
It's not only me all alone, who is lost,
The sky is lost in the unseen heights!
The transparent blue is opaque and black
My eyes, my squinted eyes, looking for a crack
I want to have the last glimpse of the moon,
How to bid farewell to the night, stars off-track!
Let the dawn come, let the sun hijack me on way,
Let me face the bitter truths of a burning day,
Neon lights I can't face, I shall face the sun,
Slow ripening I need and I like, I am clay!
Neon lights colourful but have a few harms,
I don't want to miss my teen age charms
And it turns a child directly into an adult,
To the sun I extend my welcoming arms.
neon lights as u rightly say advances kids sad though thru and sun simply follows kids grow faster than ivy on screens at nightly neon glows show all hidden charms and blows neon lights u have said so
A meaningful poem, neon light is the symbol of modern society in that electronic media matures a child before he is fir for it.
A nice poem on neon lights. Enjoyed thoroughly about its sparkling quality and its harm. 'Neon lights colourful but have a few harms, I don't want to miss my teen age charms And it turns a child directly into an, To the sun I extend my welcoming arms. '... is so nice. Thanks for sharing.
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I would like to translate this poem
Slow ripening I need and I like, I am clay! .. I liked this expression.