Thursday, 24 January 2013

City

I've heard a lot of this place so blue
and more than that I see lot new.
The power is huge and speed astounding
with pouring more in the city is still young,
there's more of throw and good people around,
and fun is more than just that sound.
The time is no keep as things don't shut,
I wake so keen on the new day's lust,
the lust for money, the lust for passion,
the lust to break free and more to have fun.
Your thoughts end here,
but the pace doesn't,
there's thousand new smears with your hands in here
that make you up man, but never does appear.

The roads don't speak and neither do the people,
they mind you here but still you are welcome here.
The passion lacks confidence and and thoughts lack words,
the windows are all tinted, with no hope to elope.
Ideas need light but not only for drama,
meanings change with letters and I speak more than
say, there's lot to explore for every path you lay.
I discover more than ever a place, no words
could I find so apt and true
that will help me complete it true. 

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