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An evocative poem, about life and living in a city, with its sights and sounds, exclusively for Different Truths.
Some more time to linger in those Old old bookshops Where a thousand stories lie untold Some more time To wander along Those familiar rutted roads Where trams meander lazily To frequent destinations Thronging crowds Pushing, jostling, talking, shouting, Asking, giving, complaining All at once… Their tales to be heard And…Solitude… Full… Complete… The rain drenched mud-splattered streets Paper boats yet to drift The sun-beaten dust covered Oft trodden trails With sights and smells and sounds So much my own Some more time With them all… The waiter in the teashop Still greets with warmth The flower-girl With a smile that may outshine A thousand splendid suns The friend who had once drifted Now seeking a harbour The parent still demanding obedience And time… Some more time A few more years… Then
Visual by Different Truths
