The Collection: Poems

City: The voice.

We came as strangers,
We went as if that city
Belongs to us.

What step we took, Into
A new city, that it gave us
Beautiful memories.

We were strangers in the new city,
But we have seen, the city grow.

That city was of sand,
But it never looked like a desert.

Our new journey did begin
In the new city,
But it made us meet with new people.

Even those people were new to the city,
Together we made memories.

We stayed as one family, together.
The city gave us many things.

Even today I remember each and everything,
Let be the morning or the night life.

The city by itself is unique
And even the people there.

Lived there for some years,as if it was most memorable time,
The city kept on growing, as how the tree grows
After some years.

When we went back to our country, sad tears came,
Our country is ours, there was nothing different
Between it.

"That city is the mirror of my heart and my country is my soul"
They both have given me so much let be good and bad.

Today when I see, someone close to my heart
Goes to that city for the first time,
It reminds me of every corner of the city
Front of my eyes.

For sure her memories, she would written
In her diary about the city,
As how I like the city.

Even she would have fallen in love
With the city very much, as I fell
In love for the first time.

We both are far from each other,
Yet our emotions where same
When we saw the city
And felt it when we stayed there.

Life is so weird,
What I left long back, today
It's come back to me.

It was night time,
Now it has changed into day,
That time was something else,
Now the time is something else.

People changed,
From one, they became two,
But the work was same.

Night old songs,
Became morning smile.

The think that use to look lovely at night,
The same morning has become
Even more beautiful.

Even today I am still connected to that city,
Reasons above one has given,
The girl I know.

Today she has become, that city
Morning voice,
That voice that makes every morning
Even more colorful.

The man she has with her, he not only makes people laugh,
He even gives them knowledge every other morning.

The city I have seen, and even stayed, today I have many
Reasons to go back and again,
To refresh those memories.

The city has changed a lot,
Even today my heart wants to go there,
Again, "Not as a stranger, but as a normal citizen
Of that place."

Author note: I am very sorry for uploading the new poem so late, as the poem you read just now it a translated poem( and it not the poem I was excited to write,as I mentioned in my previous poem) but this would have been the next ,for some reason this had to be written now. The next poem which going to come up may take some time to write (not because of my laziness) because it's need some research in order to write a poem. ( I hope your not annoyed with me because of late update)

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Till then "live a life with a smile."

Aabid 😊