Walls are colored but look desolate

Staring at the sedentary traveler with insensitive eyes

Many anecdotes covered with layers of paint

Between the walls, there is no sense of pace of this world

Desire to nurture dreams within the limits

Flying with mechanical wings causes turbulence

Again, back to the boundaries of walls to put a lid on life

Roof obstructs the sky to express a magical charm

Concrete structures in coma, antithesis of life’s essence

Roads have been built with surgical precision

Lanes bypassing and trying to stimulate flow of life

Traffic snarls and dazzling lights magnify stalled journey

Waiting to embrace the concrete walls

Night with haphazard dreams without an allusion to reality

Roof is a giant lid to restrain the energetic life 

Gathered anecdotes will eventually hide behind fresh paint©


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