It’s Time to Escape!
The city is your home,
A face you are, in the crowd.
You know the streets by heart,
Its clockwork, clear and loud.
The city is your home,
You want to run away.
It gives you everything,
But it takes more.
The city may be your home,
Your desire, the unknown.
Freedom you seek, from the cage,
Made of deeds, of your own.
Yes, the city is your home,
It can’t hold you long.
My friend, it is time,
Don’t you know?
My friend, it’s time,
It’s time to change you fate!
My friend, it’s time,
It’s time to escape!
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Awesome piece of poetry, just explains the feeling of my heart !
[...] starting a travel blog seemed very logical at that time. So we setup this blog, and I even wrote a poem (well sort of) to act as a place holder, and then nothing much happened. This blog was dying even [...]
Excellent! Keep writing poems and keep blogging
jotil