The City! !
Like old wine in a new bottle,
I am witnessing the old city with a new perspective,
Like the good old days I am seeing the change,
The city with an old flavor..
With its new taste, new shine..
I started the journey long back..
Since then this city was a mile stone,
Now I am back with a good old stock again though..
This city of malls and show off has a door of opportunity al total..
The city mesmerized me with a tint smile of its own..
The buzzy never ending queue..
The red to green struggle is the most remarkable war might be here..
The city speaks of inspiration, struggle and all..
The city of its own tale…
But it was never mien at all…
The city I had left behind was my decision..
The city with sea..the city which I really love..
Like old wine in a new bottle it taste old..
It taste with a tint of old touch! !
he city mesmerized me with a tint smile of its own.. The buzzy never ending queue.. The red to green struggle is the most remarkable war might be here.. every city tells its own tale. here you compare the tales of the old and the new...... fine perception and vision.. thank you dear poetess. dev
A nice poetic imagination, Soumi. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
The city speaks of inspiration, struggle and all.. The city of its own tale… But it was never mien at all… old city that you left and your memories of it..... and the new one........ very well portrayed. a fine poem.. thank you dear poet. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well articulated and nicely brought forth with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing, Soumi.