Monday, March 13, 2017

Alone in your City

in your city
the roads and sidewalks
ask me, where do I wander.
What do I seek?

The pubs and cafes
beckon me
I turn my back!
Coffee has lost all meanings
Its froth and,
my exuberance
met a hopeless
death,sometime back

Your city is so painstakingly
Ah! achingly so.
Only that
it is a tad hazy now!

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