Poem called Friday night

Globster

Poem called Friday night

Daylight turns to nightlife.
Dancing the night away on Fridays
As young men and women let their hair down after a stressful week at work. 
As men wear the best shirts and trousers and smart shoes, the smell of strong aftershaves lingers in the air. 
While the young women wear glittering and sparkly dresses and shiny neckless on the necks and glorious ears on ears, the wondering-smelling women's perfumes, can be smelt, and they wear high heels on their feet.
In the nightclubs, the DJs spin some turns on decks, which allows the young women and young men to show off their moves and groove on the dance floor till the early hours while sipping their favourite alcoholic drinks.
Then the young woman and men wake up with sore heads the next morning. 
That is why I would never go clubbing and the drama and antics to come with that. 
  


 
 

Alex_Alumni

Clubbing is certainly a unique experience @Globster, you've captured the sights, sounds and smells(!) really well