Hear the clamours, born in the crowd,
and the city lights which never die out,
swallow your whispers,
and kill your flickers,
For this is all a city is about.
Hear the clamours, born in the crowd,
and the city lights which never die out,
swallow your whispers,
and kill your flickers,
For this is all a city is about.
One with the heavens
We read, we might even think, but do we question enough?
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There’s something magical about this.
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I hope that magic touched you 🙂
Thank you so much for reading!
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Beautiful. ❤
Great work done! 😊
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Thanks for the approval, i really need it, no? 😛
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Oh my god 😱😱… so many new posts! Sorry, could not visit your blog since quite a long time! Please excuse me… 😛😛(well, I know that you’ll do!)
This one’s an awesome limerick dude 👌 loved it… This is truely the reality about the city. Loved the style of writing…
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Thank you Tanushka!
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Anonymity and orphanhood experienced in the city that beckons you with never fading lights and faceless clamor , no one truly listens to anyone in the ever new crowds……truly poignant.
A taut poem….lovely !
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Thank you! You got what I wanted to say 🙂
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I want to move to the city! Urbanise!
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Hey, I’d like to nominate you for the Lieber Award. I hope you’ll accept. https://fruitoffreedom.wordpress.com/2016/08/31/liebster-award/
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Thank you so very much for the nomination. Will be able to post by the end of the month. 🙂
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👍
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cant just thank you enough for making my day. :”) ❤
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Oh really? Haha XD
Btw many thanks ❤ (So this is what you do in the IT lab of the school?)
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City gets a cool limerick! Nice one.. 🙂
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Yay! Thanks 🙂
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