A City That Never SleepsIn the bustling, crowded city that never sleeps
Inside each yellow taxicab transporting passengers
To different places and different faces through rain or shine
A continuous stream of cars, going here, getting there
Along with the recurrent noises of their honking horns
Throughout the day, the same routine is repeated
Passersby around every corner rushing to their destinations
Every one of them lost in their own separate world
Of fast food chains, skyscrapers, and telecommunications
There never seems to be just a minute to spare
Commuters board the bus at the designated bus stop
While some travel underground on the subway
And others commute by automobile to return home
All impatiently enduring the slow traffic jams of rush hour
Exhausted from their jobs in this iridescent, busy city
The streets are like the veins, the blood flow of the city
Congested with the constant overflow of cars
Along with soaring skyscrapers that seemingly touch the clouds
And the city's heart is the people who
EverythingEvery second.Everything5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything I love about you...
Every heartbeat - I'll love you till my last.
The World Ends, My Love BeginsEven though no one loves meThe World Ends, My Love Begins5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even though I hate myself
Even though my weather is always rain
Even though my tears burn
Even though my heart is bleeding
Even though as if I'm never here
Even though as if you aren't here
Even though I run away from you
And even though the world is ending today...
...I love you.
When the last second of Earth's life hits
When every person inhales their last breath
When silence falls in every corner of the world
When darkness conquers our hearts
When our world's time is up...
You'll know that I'll be here
To come and protect you.
So Close, Yet So Far AwayWe live apart, so many miles awaySo Close, Yet So Far Away5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
California to New York, there's a wall in their way.
From phone calls to sending letters
We stay in touch, but meeting in person is much better.
Winter to spring, summer to fall
Seasons change; through sun and rain we'll call.
One - two - three - four
Every second waiting for a knock on our doors.
Five - six - seven - eight
We cannot wait; every day we'll hate.
Because time will pass us by
Day and night, time flies.
And the day that I'll finally see you
We won't believe it, it can't be true.
The past and the future come together
Today is a present, we're meeting each other.