Sleepless in the city.
The storming night cabs flying by.
The youth are making a racket.
Not a tennis match in sight.
Floodlights pollute the night sky.
Even the stars hide.
Can't abide the sleepless night.
Drunken teenaged revellers.
Revolting noisily outside my house.
Our tomorrow's,
Insomniac sorrows.
Start of academia.
The freshers are here.
(c)Livvi
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 5:51 PM UTC
Sleepless in the city.
The storming night cabs flying by.
The youth are making a racket.
Not a tennis match in sight.
Floodlights pollute the night sky.
Even the stars hide.
Can't abide the sleepless night.
Drunken teenaged revellers.
Revolting noisily outside my house.
Our tomorrow's,
Insomniac sorrows.
Start of academia.
The freshers are here.
(c)Livvi
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