Materialised Souls
Neon light rushes through City veins,
Somewhere the hushing of paper on tar.
Silence is sliced by Underground gail,
The kicking of a Coke-can down a road.
Somewhere, hushing, the paper on tar,
Skyscrapers scratched down the Embryo moon.
Kicking the Coke-can down a road,
Stepping upon each wooden plank.
Skyscrapers, Scratch down! The Embryo moon
Is spilling its light on rainwater streets;
Stepping along each wooden plank,
The nylon ghosts, fly-wing like creatures.
Spilling its light on rainwater streets
And kisses all over a loner's sigh.
The nylon ghosts fly, wing-like creatures,
To the brazen sun, the melting glow.
Kissing a lover alone, she sighs
While ethereal leakage runs from my eyes
To the brazen sun; melting, aglow...
The City had taken, Materialised Soul.
Whilst ethereal leakage ran from my eyes,
Neon light rushed through City veins.
City took, materialised... oh... my Soul...
But still silence is sliced by Underground gail.
This poem was submitted to a poetry competition in school� I came second out of the English poems. I realise it is very hard to understand, as no one seems to get half of what it's about, even after many times of reading it over and over again. So here's what it is in a nutshell: It's ab