Once A City Of Joy…

They called us once the City of Joy
Which city, I wonder indeed,
Where promises of tomorrows lay
Mangled by lies and greed.

Where once when the date gets old
My city wakes up unknown,
And walk by corpses blind because
The dead were not its own.

Where cost of dreams is too high
Excuse of life too lame
Perhaps, no more we are that city,
That once loved its name.

© Arindam Dey

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