Hectic lifestyle in a city...


What about us

My days shuttle
between the first
and fourth gears
of a car
On weekends
they touch a neutral
and revive to the
next gear on Monday
when will I ever
pull over
and rest?

my dreams of you and me
disappear
like the Carbon dioxide
in a Coke bottle.




Poetry by Neelima
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Written on 2008-04-08 at 11:40

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rajesh poonia
Little beautifully written.............words
2010-09-02


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
but its the exhilaration that keeps those bubbles popping - Even now when I hit the city I get that feeling, that inexhaustable feeling - a rush of adrenaline - then I remind myself, that I'm a country girl at heart - Well written - I could feel that buzz in the last stanza and then the flatness

Elle x
2008-04-08


Esti D-G The PoetBay support member heart!
Excellent little poem , Neelima!

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2008-04-08


anoop.m.r
wonderfully written.
2008-04-08