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CITY LIGHTS

My city is a film still in my memory.
Growing more valuable with time.
The white becoming a little more golden with age.

It was beautiful, colourful and lit
With the waves of laughter of the babies in the cradles.
Now, only the horns of the
Dark cars can be heard.

People use to dance down the lane
Along with those butterflies,
Sucking nectar.
Now, the streets are busy with traffic.
The plants are crushed.
Only the nightwalkers remained.

It was a place where lovers use to hold hands
Without caring and kissing in daylight.
Unlike now, they are surrounded
By millions of eyes staring at them,
To snatch away the moments they make.

Dreams use to discuss their plans with the moon,
Stars use to smile.
No dreamer is left now,
So the twinkling stars.

It was a bookshelf of history and culture.
The voices can be heard across
The walls of the souls of the kings
Talking to their queens.
The birds were the audience for the dance
The dead princesses use to perform in the castles
For their prince charming.
Now, only the ruins can be found with their
Trapped souls in the pieces
Of the broken walls.

The city is dark, restless and
A jungle of concrete now.
Only one thing remained as it is,
The city lights...
They glow brightly even in this dark, dead city
To make people remember
What they use to be.

The city left its light
To sleep in the laps of darkness.
Where people are heartless and
No dreamer can survive,
But the city lights remained...
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