HIGH-RISE PARADISE

From  the  labyrinth  of  blocks,
Where  low-rises  stay  so  close,
That  can  catch  in  cell  my  soul,
By  the  ancient  heavy  walls,
From  the  streets,  that  oppress  cars,
Streets  with  the  bikeroads  scars.
From  the  world  that  lost  the  skies
I  want  rise
To  a  high-rise  paradise.
O,  the  high-rise  paradise,
Where  buildings  touch  the  skies,
Where  sky  is  not  so  far,
Where  soul  unite  with  car.
O,  high-rises  and  highways,
You  unite  my  soul  with  space,
Windows  shining  like  starlight,
In  impressive  heavens  height.

адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=976869
Рубрика: Лирика любви
дата надходження 13.03.2023
автор: Georg Ajariani