i walk through the part of an old market ,where new buildings are coming up and i can find past sobbing somewhere
and my childhood comes alive
remaining old buildings
with broken window panes
new structures coming up
callous and cold concrete
i see through dark windows
past lies sobbing in corner
i walk by the barbecue vendor
coal burns and flames rise
is it the time burning ?or
where is it going?
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
Read 60 times
Written on 2024-08-15 at 08:44
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
where is it going?
i walk up to the uptown slowlyand my childhood comes alive
remaining old buildings
with broken window panes
new structures coming up
callous and cold concrete
i see through dark windows
past lies sobbing in corner
i walk by the barbecue vendor
coal burns and flames rise
is it the time burning ?or
where is it going?
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
Read 60 times
Written on 2024-08-15 at 08:44
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
Griffonner |
Texts |
by MIRZA AHMER BEG Latest textsdarkwindows Lengthening shadows i am here where is it going? |
Increase font
Decrease