A day in the City
Morning Bus ride into the City
Mist covering the Canopies of Trees
The usual hustle and bustle meets the Eyes
People rushing to work
Every Soul walking in it's Shadow
As if lost in another dimension
Pedestrians crossing here and there
Cars passing one by one
Everyone in a rush rush state
Confusion prevails
Trying to keep up to the time
The Big Ben striking hourly
It's a madhouse
Early morn almost tripping on the pavement
~nasreen latif
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