wandering around cities
places filled with nostalgia
faces looked familiar

someone selling something
some places looked too crowd-y
for me to fill in

new people with new voices
new food with new spices
new relations building up

seldom we realise
there is truth in disguise
pretentious we are

lingering around flowers
a smell so engaging
bees are doomed

we know there is something
more to life than living
it’s a journey lived in parts

this new journey
we started sometime back
here we embark

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