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People with their eyes,
Brimming with dreams,
Some to be realized,
Others to be shattered as wretched lies.

The sun and the glittering sand
Lover’s trysts, hand in hand,
Shimmering lights filling the space,
It’s ornament- The Queen’s Necklace.

From the sophisticated to the uncouth,
From the flamboyant to the miserly one,
Thriving under the same blue sky
And the bright dazzling sun.

Through deafening bullets
And drowning waves,
It emerges stronger
This isn’t the one that caves.

Drenched in rains,
Overwhelmed with pain,
Ceaselessly in motion
Through all this commotion.

The city and its feel
Runs too deep.
This is our city,
The one that never sleeps!


One Comment

  1. It is something to note how a city seems to have a life and personality of its own.

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