Out on the streets of New York,
The first appearance of morning,
A preliminary warning
That a new day has begun
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This is pretty well-written. It seems interesting, although I don't quite get it.
Hello! This is the first time I've read a poem of yours and I really enjoyed it. I think you talk in a really nice way about the feelings we all share, regardless our living in big cities or not. Thank you for the invitation; -)
Nice storyteller in form of your own shaped poetry :) somehow i agree both of them said...this is not onlt NY dilemma but it also appears as universal dilemma...nice writing friend! _Unwritten Soul
Mohd compares NY to Mumbai two vital cities I adore...but you're right it is everyone's delemma...'here is no crowded than anywhere else'...it's all in the mind! As always you write well...
This is dilemma of all the big cities of the world. Your poem reminds me of Mumbai which also faces the same situation daily. You have beautifully delinated the real nature of NY. A great thought provoking write. Thanks for sharing.....
I get it perfectly, as I feel it daily, but not in the city I have left, in the country side where I may not hang my head, and therefore must hide behind my smiles, the emptiness within. The mask I wear is for them, and inside, all alone, I find my home...thanks for the share, great write....smiles n blessings...