city of dreams
City of Dreams
Welcome to the City of Dreams
All full of nightmares, daydreams, and schemes
Whatever you dream; it’s a wonderful theme
Whenever you want; you’re always the king
Lie down and sleep your pain away
Forget your past, forget the day
Here the only toil is play
It’s easy to come here, there’s many a way
Become the hero you wanted to be
Without actually being what you see
In this world only, can you be free
Stay with us, is our only plea
Be rich, be naughty
Be powerful, be haughty
Live in this dream, decaying body
No one will care if you’re a bit dotty
It’ll be too late, when you finally know
You’re not in control; was only a show
So just sit back, and go with the flow
While we take you to an all-time low
Down the rabbit hole
Into the earth
Shadows will blind you
Now what was this worth?
Life is so fleeting
Death is now eating
Living and dying
Laughing while crying
Fall into madness
Can’t tell the difference
Between night and day
Between real and fake
Between right and wrong
Between sky and cake
There is no difference
Only existence
Nothing to do
But dream
The City of Dreams…
“Welcome to The City of Dreams…”
City of Paupers!
You name it ‘the city of dreams’, I m alien to this city
Such an enigmatic crowd, paupers full of versatility
This isn’t an account on beggars, I m not here to preach
Just amazed how varied ways of begging are adopted by each
Some pinch their infants and make those innocent souls weep
Some victim to physical violence, those wounds so deep
With messed up hair, gloomy look and a torn soiled sari
She would skillfully mint money from every new Ferrari
Some charming kids dancing on the beats of hit Bollywood numbers
Some play instruments listening to which every mind slumbers
Some holy angels shower their blessings on you
Some question your humanity, humans are left so few
And paupers like you and me, fall prey to their plead
Lending just a rupee, to our poverty that won’t lead
With these poor sentiments, we paupers are born
A rupee leads to another and the show goes on…