City Dreams

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She woke up to the noise of the city
Bothered by the trouble inside her.
Like a traffic jam on a Monday morning
Her heart spilled with emotion.
Candlelight flickered on her bedside
It’s romantic haze drawing near to a close.
Show must go on.
Creativity sparked her senses awake
As if that was the only thing keeping her going in this world.
Midnight shackles locked her in dreams of facades and illusions.
Morning light she was alive
To be the person she was born to be.

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© Nicoletta

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…

Photo by Nicoletta: Calgary, Alberta 

Song: Angela- Lumineers

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