Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 18
i think of a night as a beautiful view.
the lights and glowing signages  gives life on every corner of the streets
but when the lights are out, i see sadness.
an abandoned city where the dogs are howling,
people are screaming for help and injustice.

Written by
faranight  20/Bigender
Please log in to view and add comments on poems