I like when the waves start rumbling And the city lights turn on I like the beautiful sights Of the twilight sky And the mountains all dressed in black
I like when it's hidden away
When everything the daylight shows Disappears All the beauty that's destroyed All that's been taken away is concealed
Because when I look on and on When my eyes gaze upon... The darkness
I don't see all the disaster
The city lights, the waves and the sky Draped in violets and pinks As the airplanes fly
And I think, what a beauty! What a city of dreams When the visible is made to be unseen Unseen...
I see the cars passing With their beaming lights But they all seem somehow much sweeter And closer to starlight
I see the palm trees standing proud In a place where they do belong But there's so few around
And even the people seem much brighter When the nights come to hide the effects of human disaster
A comfort blanket
Listen to the waves
And forget the sounds of the traffic That I can't stand anymore
Found my comfort in the night Found my solace at this time Found the beauty of life In the city At night
This is another poem that I have written while staying in Las Palmas de Gran Canaria las summer. After 2 months, I couldn't take all the business of the city anymore. I became too overwhelmed during the daylight hours and found peace in the nights. ✨
Why are there more buildings than trees In the city that's promising dreams? Why are there more cars than Parking spaces What's all the rush?
Why are there more boats than fish On the island of eternal bliss? Can't even hear my thoughts From all the noises; I Feel overwhelmed.
There are pockets of green, A desert preserved, Only one single tree where I've ever heard birds They sing in the morning at 8, But I'm starting to think it's too late
I see mountains rising And buildings above them, I see clouds slowing passing As cars outrace them, All the light pollution Has the sky turned brown; At night In the centre of life I feel drowned
I wrote this song/poem last Summer while living in Las Palmas during a college internship. It was my dream come true to go there, but the reality was completely different than what I had been told and imagined.
I held tight my belongings afraid of everything and everyone I had this sense of not knowing where I'm from and where I should go
everything passed by so quickly people running and screaming I just sat quietly staring at the tiffany blue coloured floor
I smelled the pollution my nose hurting while breathing this must be what they mean when they say "it's hard living in the big city”
i wrote it in like… less than 10 minutes? but it's based on a poem from 2021 left on my drafts that was so poorly written i talk about the first time i went to a big city all by myself and i was so so scared but everything went fine and i really enjoyed the subway rides