As if triggered by a button on remote,
life **** starts
growing into a crescendo
humanity swarming like a robot, rhyming with the relentless cacophony
Air a strange mix of perfume , sweat and burnt gasoline
with a dash of smoke from a nearby factory,
torpid clouds in the blue oblivious of the commotion down under
parked like boats safely moored in the celestial harbour.
And then it is all over in a jiffy
as the dark descends.
deserted, silent, litter strewn streets manifest under an incandescent crescent moon in all its glory
and a thousand stars explode
like beacons of hope for lost souls of the world,
a homeless urchin in rags meanwhile,
crouches defensively,
preparing for a likely sleepless night
May 18, 2022
May 18, 2022 at 4:07 AM UTC
As if triggered by a button on remote,
life **** starts
growing into a crescendo
humanity swarming like a robot, rhyming with the relentless cacophony
Air a strange mix of perfume , sweat and burnt gasoline
with a dash of smoke from a nearby factory,
torpid clouds in the blue oblivious of the commotion down under
parked like boats safely moored in the celestial harbour.
And then it is all over in a jiffy
as the dark descends.
deserted, silent, litter strewn streets manifest under an incandescent crescent moon in all its glory
and a thousand stars explode
like beacons of hope for lost souls of the world,
a homeless urchin in rags meanwhile,
crouches defensively,
preparing for a likely sleepless night
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