Smoke clouds smoulder the putrid sky,
capricious crowds rush hastily by.
Bricks and mortar for maculate miles,
the hustle and bustle; backwards smiles.
Eyes tamed vacant, tapered down;
a tracksuit warrior, wearing the town.
The city exhales, erupting with life;
it’s very beauty: boisterously wild.

A flower grows in the garden, blue.
When summer comes it comes to you.
When winter comes it turns from new
to the ghastly grey of once was good.

that was all it took for my life to end.
years of trials and tribulations
all culminating into this one
terrible moment where
you would say
goodbye.

I miss your sunshine;
that summer gaze.
I miss your heartaches;
showers of rain.
I loath the distance;
a constant haze.
I love you dearly;
now and always x