A CITY CALLS

A city calls
As the Spring falls
It’s the rewind time
Of that singing line
On the wilder rhymes
To the random chimes
Holding the unsung ink
Twisting the chanted zing

A city calls
To its charming halls
For its winding alleys
On the toured dailies
Where colours seduce
As the days deduce
On my unsung songs
That a city longs..

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/

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