Flashing Illuminati and decorated language
Denizens crossing gangingly busted streets
Homes and dreams silhouette across the sky
Recycled people with elusive jokes
Preserving few living traditions amidst expansions
Immaculate culinary ingredients clubbed
Giving most treasured spices a treat
Away from the guard of local cultivator
Iconic heritage buildings spell out truths untold
Along the twisted and turned roads
Posters of premiers smiling cunningly with banality puns
Gentle air bounces overlooking fame
A birds eye view politely dilate and absorb
The morning sun foster instigating conversations
Birds chirping gleefully in joy, weaving a way
Lurching cars in traffic embrace the ubiquitous
Jetlagged showstoppers of protected borders
Lost in the city with heartbeats to find a rhythm
Or old conservations in the city falling apart
Grateful to almighty for the privileged arabesque
The city: A poem by Ketki Jalan
To abide in constantly evolving city with calm and clarity.