Poem 07 : In The Shadows

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Often it feels alike being imprisoned inside

the wondrously moulded walls of concrete

forever echoing with brio of chaotic cheers

as melancholy veiled behind joyous veneers

adorn the streets vividly agleam with vivacity

while In The Shadows flourish the ages old toxicity

lurking as an abyss of distractive addictions

pulsating with chortles of splintered dreams

subjugated and carefully crushed to oblivion

by authorities weaving the resplendent lies

of strangely majestic prison named city life.

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