The City Of Joy Poem by Saurabh Som

The city of joy, my city, my home
My city of love, my Troy, my Rome
Rags and riches both, and stories unfurl
Swanky Park Street to a slogan splattered wall
Serpentine lanes and alleys quite dark
Book stores in *College Street and also **“STAR MARK”
The young city vibes in south ***“KOL’s” clubs
Night outs frisky at Entertainment hubs

A city living somewhere down
The annals of time
Survives here still
Somehow sublime
Household chores done
Housewives Chatter
On the terrace, drying hair
Mundane little matters

Youths gather in groups
And have ****“ADDA” seasons
“BANDH” called or Sunday
Whatever may be the reasons
Moving on to the fast lane
Life just zooms past
Miss the “WORKING CLASS” train
And you’ll finish last

The city’s changing forever and on
Shedding skins of eras bygone
A new face is shining bright
Flooding nights with dazzling lights
*****VIP road and traffic jams
The Love affair with the ‘trams’
Grandeur married a heart beat true
And that’s how my Kolkata grew!


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*College Street - a place wer u can get almost evry kindsa books
**Star mark - a book mall
***KOL - Short form of Kolkata
****Adda - wen a group chatter on endlessly...we call it Adda
*****VIP Road one of the most important roads in Kolkata..the most busy too....