I embrace my city,
and she holds me
with her diversity.
The bloodstream of life
which flows through her veins.
The festivals, The vibrant colours
and scents of far-off lands,
which blows through the air
In the perfume she wears.
The way she sings
in accents sung
in loving tongue.
The warming smiles
when holidays come.
The lights, the fire, the music, the attire
of this beauty I call home.
The way every story
is told in a new sunrise
over different skies
from the highrise buildings
to the green pastures
that sit around.
All showing the beauty of life
when we embrace
rather than fight.
I adore the magic
she gifts through
the loving smiles
she paints on the lips of those
who share the city with you.
The sky adorned with sequins
and diamond tiaras, glowing
fireworks and sparklers,
during Diwali night.
The joyous lights,
smiles beaming wide
over the golden mile,
where the city excitedly holds your hand
and dances to the Bollywood sounds.
The colours of Holi bringing the
rainbow to her face as the children celebrate
with chalk dust images scrawled
on the pages of the city.
The joy of Eid feeding the
seeds of life that grow
like a flowerbed with petals so bright.
The celebration of Caribbean magic
when the streets come alive
during carnival time.
The city shines with life so divine.
She feeds with cuisines of plenty
we can explore the continents
through our taste buds.
Our bellies never empty.
Just take a walk and be led
gently by the scents in the air
and you will find something new
that excites you.
A fusion of creativity and flair.
A gastronomical extravaganza
Laid out on her table,
Grab a seat and enjoy the
story of the world told in food,
to show she cares.
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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