City Poem by Mula Veereswara Rao

City

Plastic flowers
Lipstick lovers
Replica races,
Lip service glitters!

City is a ‘concrete’ jungle
Where mass will not mingle!

City is so selfish
you will be like fish without water

City always runs for money
Never finds time to enjoy nature’s honey

City fixes price on every thing
Crux is to make profit on every thing.

City is cultural interference
City’s life is social indifference

It’s pity
Village trying to imitate city
This is my final inference