Metropolise Horde

When the sun eases up at dusk,

Birds chirp their way to sleep;

It is then that the city lights emerge;

Below which I sit ecstatic to read.

To read the expression of the yawning child;

Who walks his way up the street

The street Making it difficult for him to drag his un-customized bag.

He follows, as his footsteps lead.

To read the face of the couple;

Trying to construct a chapter within

With their arms intertwined with trust

For their love story to begin To read in between the lanes,

The lanes that answer the slum roll call

Where kids run wild in their happy tune.

Unaware of the world in its an ambitious haul-

There comes chatter from the "gossip girls"-

Talking their way aloud with a laughter beat Making even the trees smile along.

While listening to their parody-Taking a break from the hectic world.

To breathe in the choicest air ,I sit under the City lights for a while:

To find the "here" in nowhere.

As I see, the moon clearing it's way through -.the clouds.