The City. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The beautiful city here I lives
Where faces of smile something different
Seldom they smiles to the stranger
The suspicion of human faces in fear
The city have a nice look
Sleeps late and awakes late
In between the busy world here
There thousands finds their bread and butter
Opportunities to find a job
But to sleep a space badly require
The city have several faces
Of money, power, greed and kindness
Every where the challenge of life
The city like a beautiful lady
With her vanity bags and busy walks
How wonderful the city life I thinks.