Another Day in a City too fast !!

Another day at the city
The life so bustle and so tidy
The dawns are bright but the dusks are smokey
But my fate to live here for me being heavy..

Its not that you always love
That you always love to be here,
But when choices are few and time is low
you may not always hate to be here..
..

On a sunday evening on a crowded street
When the city rushed by me,am too litle
I thought,I reflected,I wanted to feel
What a life,what a time,how weird I feel !


Another day at the city of din and bustle
May be another evening of light dreams and pink beer,
A dream on stars but a fear of being hurt
I never knew when I was back in my tears..
Twenty years and more but am not gone so far
But yet it feels am dragging myself not from so near..



Life O Sweet little life
How long has it been and how far am I ?
Am hurt,am scared,am confused,am in tears..
Still i wish, still I dream
in a busy city in an other day..
As always my heart is calling for you
Every dream I cast upon the stars is of yours..


( Dedicated to my ex-gfs nd best campus-pals !!
Written while sitting in trainee hall in ma company,
still a last bencher(rather last table)..cudnt help it.Anyways i miss u ppl a lot)