City Nights


When the purple twilight came

windows like strings of golden pearls would light

then the magical city night

would come blossoming forth


Lit up by so many neon lights

making the streets and boulevards

look so very inviting

beckoning me to come and play


Each night stroller

trying to adjust to the pulse of the city

from every restaurant, café and bar

came a musical beat


Soft sounds of crystal tinkling

whispers and joyful laughter

lovers holding on tight

sharing kisses in the night


The fast pace of day

has become a tango

everyone looking for some fun

searching for a place to go


One tends to wonder

how in the night

one loses the fear

of the unknown


Somewhere behind the walls

songwriters and poets

sit muse inspired by the night

and pen golden words


Those that dare

like lovers looking to be alone

will venture in the shadows of the parks

there to view the stars


But in the city

the neon will outshine the diamonds shimmering above

and the beat of the night

will go on till the morning light


About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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