I live in a city
A busy one it is
No one stops for me
I don’t for any….
I love in a city
A beautiful one it is..
But time is scarce
to stop and look at it
I live in a city
A city of dreams it is
Nothing is true here
not even dreams..
I live in a city
A very huge one it is
Yet there is no place
I can call mine,
An Irony it is!
3 comments:
I am happy you are back. I missed your posts very much.
I would change the last few lines which would be correct for myself
I live in a city
A very huge one it is
Yet there is no PERSON
I can call mine,
An Irony it is!
Good job...You rock!!!
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Admirer
I dont know anything abt poems..
but i feel good when i m reading
this one !
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