Lurching skyscrapers
Breeding on drying emotions
Bricks and Mortar filled with steel
Air conditioned waves of artificial intelligence
A chaotic urban circus
Of disdainful grace
There stands a cottage of happiness
Blessed with shades of contentment
Thatched roofs and open windows
Where the Sun merrily shines
Bypassing the daemonic man made concrete
Ignoring the jostles of honking jokers
Filtering the polluted vehicle sprouts
A tilted rocking chair
Fluttering pages of biblichor
Aroma of freshly brewed coffee
The nostalgia of memory lanes
A world within a world
Word within verses
Transports me to remote expeditions
Destined to glories of
Ultimate unifications
I liked this poem very much.
Thank you for your comment, Nikki.