Beauty of Nature Poem

Poem About The Sky In NYC

As a native New Yorker, I am always taken in by the environment that surrounds me. Despite the fact that I am surrounded by a numerous amount of spectacular people, I am always fascinated by the sky. It is the only consistency in the world full of chaos that is New York City.

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Dusk In New York City

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Published: June 2014

Taken in by the wondrous air my revere,
The sun is creeping down into the sky,
Slowly descending, yet nowhere near
The aurora is trying to say bye.
Freeing the city of its beaming light,
Only the glowing horizon appears,
Yellow and red lost to the black's might,
Coherent thoughts are becoming unclear.
It's raining, it's pouring, a black sky is falling
All the light is gone, now it's time to play
And the city that never sleeps calling
Me. "Forget about your chaotic day"
Because right now there is no light
Only from the buildings that shine bright

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