The blank white canvas is splashed with a hue of colours,
Imagination takes wings,
Dreams aspiring to be fulfilled,
Happiness,
Wealth flows in.. Such is the vision of Delhi,
In the minds of a Hippie,
But who has seen the nightmares?
Crowds, humans streaming like ants..
Wrestling for food, wriggling,
Choking amidst the black smoke,
Each one to fill his stomach, Steals, Kills, works..
A colleen screams every other night...
Her shouts, groans drowned by the high pop hip-hop Muzik,
Bands, Rock concerts juxtaposing the funeral songs of the ordinary
My lungs are choking with the exposure to the stark reality,
A mask upon mask.. falling abruptly
I feel lonely in the Dark..The darkness, which has wrapped
around me due to the shadows of Delhi...
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