This good city that I love much
When it ornamented in nights
As a beautiful lady with colored dresses
The lovable looks and imitating seriousness
I love this city in every nook and corner
Where boredom seldom comes in mind
Where lot of people wandering here and there
The noise of street vendors that in brisk business
And plying of vehicles in such busy
Where individual is none only mob important
Still after retreat to a small room of mine
I fear that I am little depressed and concerned
The stiff competition that awaits here
Almost for all to live in dignity
Still I am loving this city for my life
And giving me a job and shelter here.
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