#LostCityBlues

In a long road, I am on center-
Crowd moving besides,
Cars and vehicles to splash me -
Crust is moving, I am halusnating,
Unknown streets, long shadows,
Unknown people, unknown language.


Like I lost my mom in circus,
No one to listen to my cry,
What a comparison -
A bed and a street with dogs sleeping,
Home food and thrown food - A begger.

Every new turns - remindss me ‘ALONE’,
Every shadow - scares me,
No home, no water, no food,
Every ads - reminds me ‘MY POEMS ’,
No diary, my pen , my locked room,
Like a stone rumbling down the street,
Feel like I am lost in HELL.👿.

Thanks for reading,
keep loving ❤️
P. Grover.
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