City Life

A beautiful house in midst of mountains  misty morning Aroma of half bloomed flower
     Melodies song of pretty birds,
         These are few memories,                           
    I left behind in my little hamlet.               
  Not much Accustom to city habit,                        
 I know city life is not sordid and grime,                 
    As,I gazed through the window of                
                 my motor wheels,                                             I could spectacle the hustle and bustle of city 
 stylish tall skyscrapers,Embellishing shrines 
  with architect touch ,Historical monuments 
    are the scenic identity of a majestic city,   
      with so much to explore in a city,                  
  I skeptic city life is never dull or boredom,       
          I disembark from the bus,                  
           Walking across the street,                                         
   l could here the train whistle at a distance, 
      The sound of subway rumble,           
  slowly day light faded away city light glow, 
      Twilight from the above skyscrapers,         
          The city gets ready for night,                     
  City never promise you a serene life.    
         Make yourself comfortable,                          
            to live a earnest city life.

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