An Urban Legend Poem by arnab banerjee

I stare at the skyscrapers in the distance
As the twilight sets over the horizon
A quilt of darkness pulls over
The day retires in silence

None notice none pay heed
The neons start blazing
Life moves on in its incessant frenzy
I sink in my trance of music and weed

I find myself alone in a sea of faces
Remembering times when solitude was a bliss
A life in a lonely crowd, running towards nowhere
Getting entangled in a host of bright mazes

Pain- there are too many hearts to mend
I have stopped thinking- thought means pain
I cannot answer any more questions
Let me be- I am an urban legend


To Tanya and the spirit that you behold! ! !