Metros Poems - Poems about Metros

...Progress seems proudly perched on flyovers, Sold on many a toll-dotted speedways. Each, pylon-pecked, on hinterland hovers, And not on friendly crisscrossing highways. They slyly gloat over......Read the rest...

...I slide and heave with brittle bones along this pitch black tunnel , twisting, rolling, writhing in a sea of tar. Vapors hot and sticky taunt my nose, as thoughts of orange-red sunsets, ......Read the rest...

...Astronautics in Reverse Chronology The Space, 2272 AD The space race continues among the nation With astronautics being the eternal passion Without minding interplanetary discipline Robot......Read the rest...

...Alumnus of prestigious J J School With an artistic bent super cool Brought up in Mumbai amidst hardship NCR was his abode brief Thus suited to all metros here Full of ‘fine heart’ everywhere Wi......Read the rest...

...Populous grand malls Clamor of vying hawkers Metros, flyovers, clubs and parks Quickened life style and Sophisticated culture Fascinate the dream city. SPIN A SEDOKA Poetry......Read the rest...

...Skyscrapers due to migration of folks From villages and hamlets in strokes Vehicular pollution due to crowded roads Daily increasing are cars and mopeds Gardens and greeneries like oasis People ......Read the rest...

...I search for you in smiles and faces, among children and elders. On buses, metros and squares. Among the dead and the living. My search is passive but omnipresent consious and subconscious. ......Read the rest...

...Words and knives remain of two accords; Cuts and bruises poison our skins As the sulphur in our words corrode our hearts; Staples and stitches hold our parched hearts. Every leaf browns at the fe......Read the rest...

...Winter Delay A gypsy man adorned by a hood clad in multilayered robe, comes to usher to the masses about the magic of season. ......Read the rest...

...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Two The day broke on this fateful date like gravestones pushed asunder Transcontinental wagons hooted their humming blared thunder The Faithful six mi......Read the rest...

...Tell me your reasons and I shall tell you mine; never ceasing stories, but!? Sheltered as a child and kept from the world, to soothe anothers scars.... Crippled through time these lives; life, ......Read the rest...