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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