dull and lifeless buildings line the streets like a barricade blocking the only sunlight casted down on the cityscape
a murky shadow is scattered onto the sidewalks and cars making those walking below feel as if they are trapped
misty clouds float their way towards the busy streets creating gloom up ahead as it moves in like a plague
a soft chatter is heard under the loud, repetitive sound of cars beeping their horns and the city life buzzing about
darkened parallel windows are intricately placed on the edge of crumbling brick and cement somehow not letting any light in
what a desolate location in a city supposedly full of life
This poem was based on an image my creative writing teacher gave us in class. It was a very lifeless picture of what appeared to be NYC. I decided to take a more observational path with it, and so this came about.