Kolkata, City of Joy

Kolkata, a city of hustle and bustle,

Where the old and new coexist in a puzzle,

A place where history meets modernity,

A city that throbs with life and diversity.

From the Howrah Bridge that spans the Hooghly,

To the Victoria Memorial so grand and holy,

Every street and corner tells a story,

Of a city that has seen both glory and glory.

The sweet scent of rosogolla and sandesh,

Mixes with the fragrance of flowers fresh,

As trams chug along on narrow lanes,

And yellow taxis weave through traffic pains.

The sound of Rabindra Sangeet fills the air,

As the city wakes up to another day's affair,

Where the people's warmth and hospitality,

Make it the City of Joy, for eternity.

Kolkata, a city that lives and breathes,

A city where the heart always believes,

That amidst the chaos and the noise,

Lies a beauty that one can't help but rejoice.