Athens of the North

City
Of memories
Coloured
With tones
Of sorrow
Old streets
Never walked
Hands entwined
Sights
Unseen
I haunt
Dark alleys
Dreaming
Of futures
Never arrived

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Author: agw

Amateur poet and writer who aspires to write more...

5 thoughts on “Athens of the North”

        1. They are stalking me, I fear I may have to fight them to be free. Yet perhaps tomorrow, when the sun comes out, they will disappear back into the shadows.👻

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