Stuck in the middle of nowhere.
This place is not my place anymore.
Rain is covering the soil I’m walking on,
Like tears sympathizing with me.

I’m longing to be embraced again
By this city;
As much as I’m longing to be kissed
By the person I love.

Loneliness is creeping into my soul.
The night is my only friend.
Darkness is surrounding me,
Like a warm shell covering my skin.

I’m longing to be embraced again
By this city:
As much as I’m longing to be kissed
By the person I love.

At night, this place has its right to sleep.
At day, I’m tired of its pace.
Slow and constant are its moves,
But no change will ever be borne here.

I’m longing to be embraced again
By this city;
As much as I’m longing to be kissed
By the person I love.

I need to leave and I know where to go.
Darkness is light, and light is darkness.
The city that never sleeps,
Is my place to be.

New York,
I’m longing to be embraced by you.
How long still do I have to wait to make you mine?
How long still before I can sleep again?


[It must be at least 8-9 years since I last wrote a poem or any piece of lyric.... Kudos to Coldplay for the inspiration while writing and for the first line that I allowed myself to copy.]