BELOW

 (Source: roybrandys)

Take me down the road.

All the way down.

Beneath the city.

To what lies below.

To the darkest depths.

Where no one dares to tread.

To the real city.

LET THE WALLS CRUMBLE

kangheekim

2016

Let the walls crumble.

The paint flake and peel

I need to get out

from this prison of mine.

My fingers are torn.

Nails are shredded.

But I must destroy

this wall around me.

No one can understand

my fear, my panic.

No one can help me

escape my demons.

This I must do alone.

Brick by brick,

the wall will fall.

A glimpse of outside

is all I need.

The sky appears,

clouds floating by.

The sun peeks in,

not to be left out.

I’m ready to be free.

To fly from my captors.

First, my head,

then my body.

I’m outside on the ledge,

balanced over the city.

I’m free to let go

and soar over cars

and people.

Join the tiny dots below.

Time to fly.

WHITE BLANKET OF SNOW

WHITE BLANKET OF SNOW

The snow is falling.

Flakes float to the ground.

A hush falls across the city.

Few cars dare to brave the roads.

Too soon for building snowmen.

Footsteps have yet to marr

The white surface.

A white blanket.

Sparkling clean.

The city is refreshed.

Its sins covered.

A rebirth.

BENEATH THE CITY

(Source: roybrandys)

BENEATH THE CITY

Take me down the road.

All the way down.

Beneath the city.

To what lies below.

To the deepest depths.

Where no one dares to tread.

This is reality.

This is the city.

ONE WINDOW

One  window among many.

One window to the world.

Looking out to the darkness.

Alone.

Waiting.

Looking out to the darkness.

Waiting for something.

Or maybe someone.

MY SECRET

Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves and flowers.
I want to look at water and not towers.
Some color to brighten my day.
A place where the birds come to play.

I will walk to the end of the pier.
I'll gaze into the depths without fear.
For I will only see fish swimming by.
And not any monsters lurking nearby.

Time will pass slowly and must be savored.
Whoever comes this way will be favored.
I think it's only prudent and fair
To share my secret with those who care.

LIGHT THE WAY

The lights of a city.
Nothing is as bright.
Nothing can make you
Hold your breath.
For the anticipation,
Excitement,
And noise,
Of a big city.
It entices you.
Draws you into
Its arms.
Takes you on a ride.
Of thrills and adventure.
Light the way.

WHITE BLANKET OF SNOW

The snow has fallen.
A hush falls across the city.
A city covered in a soft,
white blanket of snow.
It cushions the earth.
Giving a clean look
to what was once dark.
Is the city cleaner or
is it just an illusion?
Life is a series of illusions,
for you to pick the right one.
The right one for you.

SNOW

THE FIRST SNOW
How does this picture make you feel? Peaceful, serene, eager for the first snowfall? I feel all the above. For a day, the city streets look clean. Without the backlash of society, this scene could remain pure and untouched for days, weeks, or even months. Bring it on!