A city in metamorphosis,
emphatic skyline exuding triumph
or is it misinterpreted prophecy
transgressing worlds in nanoseconds
moonshine subdued with windowdrapes
how will the diamond shine without light?
self inflicted wounds, chinese democracies
the baby sleeps under a neon sun
favours flavoured with anterograde amnesia
man playing devil
in a city under metamorphosis
Nobodys laments
the age of innocence,
plundered by perverts
man maketh, man breaketh
its mirror bears legacies
soulless reflections
of the former self
the quiet spirit
chained in monasteries
brooding hypocrisy
the smoke evaporates gleefully
in between heartbeats.
an aftermath of lewd peace
due to a loss which nobody laments.
Hope is the pill for the escapists
death is the gift for the realists
but worst of all is the cocooned civilization
where nobody laments the metamorphosis of a city
as it chokes upon misunderstood dreams,
and all hope dies, slowly, slowly slowly...
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