The City Of Lights - -The Paris Of Asia Poem by Ehsan Ehsan

THE City OF Lights - -THE Paris OF Asia
It is natural for man to see the dreams
But the beautiful dreams make him happy
There are also the allegorical dreams
Which transport him to quite different lands?
Where he feels his fantasies realized and practiced
There are also the reveries that take him away
To a state of wakeful sleep and trance
I was also put in such a trance by some power
I was shifted to a city of lights where people
Were busy in talking of the Paris of Asia
It was really a dreamy land!
An island of joy, happiness, peace and honor
The trees were blushing and the flowers blooming
And a fragrance prevailing all around
People talked peacefully and sensibly
They shared their joys and sorrows with one another
Their business flourished, their living thrived
There were no accusing eyes no frenzied crowds
Suddenly I had a jerk in body and a slap in mind
I saw mounds of refuse and heaps of garbage
And the empty bottles of wine dancing before my eyes
The open sewage drains whirling and engulfing me
Several groups of dogs furiously barking at one another
And the frustrated citizens biting themselves
A fire in the heap of garbage over caught me
And I felt myself no more existing!