Another Day in the City.
It was another usual day in the city,
Cars honking in full blare.
Young men in neon- colored t-shirts and dyed hair racing their bikes.
The air smelled of petrol and dust
As the evening settled in,
A cohort of sporadic noises filled the air,
children returning from schools
and septuagenarians discussing the pernicious effects of technology on young minds!
It was another usual day in the city
Engulfed by the quotidian life
Lost in the mire of discourse and dialect,
Enmeshed by the drudgery of existence,
In search of catharsis into the realm of poetry.
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