Bengaluru, Oh My Bengaluru

You are a charm without doing any harm,

You are so calm and pleasant as a moon.

You have place, peace to many bees who came from all parts of India,

They came as single, mingled here and have become your family.

You are called Silicon city in the country,

But, you are slowly becoming killin city.

You were once blooming with colorful flowers on your bed,

But, now, you are pained with only blood on your bed.

You have given health and wealth by giving cauvery and greenery,

But, they have given only filth by causing pollution and cremation of trees.

You were once boasting of beautiful trees, nice climate and heaven on earth,

But, now, you are roasting in heat with only steel structures piercing you and hell on earth.

Those days, you were with full of trees, rain and shine,

Now, you are with full of flyover, rain in vain, shine in cloud nine.

Gone are the days where people were happy with double decker buses,

But, pain now where people are unhappy even with double bed houses.

Gone are the days where people were happy even with a rupee,

But, now, people are dying even with lakhs of rupees.

Come on Bengaluru....We need you to become once again a charming Bengaluru.....Bendakaaluuru.....