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Being lost in The City
#LostCityBlues
In streets of steel and shadows deep,
I wander, lost in city's keep.
Mazes of concrete, towering high,
Where dreams and fears do intertwine.
Neon signs, they flicker bright,
Guiding souls through urban night.
Yet in their glow, I find no peace,
Just echoes of a soul's unease.
Alleyways twist, and alleys turn,
In this labyrinth, I yearn to learn
The secret paths, the hidden ways,
To escape this urban haze.
But lost I am, in city's embrace,
A wanderer in this concrete space.
Amidst the chaos, I seek a clue,
To find my way, to start anew.
Yet in the city's ceaseless hum,
I find a rhythm, a beating drum.
Lost, but not alone, I find my song,
In the symphony of the urban throng.
© nishitgangwar
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In streets of steel and shadows deep,
I wander, lost in city's keep.
Mazes of concrete, towering high,
Where dreams and fears do intertwine.
Neon signs, they flicker bright,
Guiding souls through urban night.
Yet in their glow, I find no peace,
Just echoes of a soul's unease.
Alleyways twist, and alleys turn,
In this labyrinth, I yearn to learn
The secret paths, the hidden ways,
To escape this urban haze.
But lost I am, in city's embrace,
A wanderer in this concrete space.
Amidst the chaos, I seek a clue,
To find my way, to start anew.
Yet in the city's ceaseless hum,
I find a rhythm, a beating drum.
Lost, but not alone, I find my song,
In the symphony of the urban throng.
© nishitgangwar
#poem
#poems #poetrycommunity #poet
#writco
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