A Woman Weeps

In a busy city that never sleeps,
congested with sounds of life and emotion,
among the skyline, a woman weeps.

Invisible to the world, the feelings she keeps,
another life shadowed by devotion,
in a busy city that never sleeps.

A continuous world, on a constant leap,
advances with spurs of motion,
but among the skyline, a woman weeps.

With feelings that go deep,
an everlasting life of commotion,
in a busy city that never sleeps.

On top of the world her feelings seep
into the prolonged world below, filled with motion,
but among the skyline, a woman weeps.

A place welcoming to all, no matter the steep,
obstructs the varieties of emotion
in a busy city that never sleeps
among the skyline, a woman weeps.