City Of Cities - Poem by Ananya Guha
At a corner curled is a robust thief
in city of cities beside a mall
in city of cities.
Fictive city, city of imagination
city of cities.
In city of cities the walled fortresses
speak of new age, unbecoming light.
Guns rule roost, in city of cities.
Shaft of light
apostates in city of cities
In waking night
troubador of times
city of cities
you weave, a thin life
as arsonists and bombers
tear shreds of your life
in abject gluttony.
City of cities your riposte is
your will, silent answer to
marauders as you undergo face lift
breatning new life
into city of cities.
Ragpickers can only question.
Tormentor of times
city of cities!
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