The Skyline


When she walks back home
She can feel that she is alone.
Loneliness is a within but
It has a touch of silence.
She knows the silence of this city
When it is mid night is not fake.
She has heard moaning and screaming.
Pleasure is there but not the love.
She has found her love,
Under the skyline of a dark city.
She, coffee and the city,


Author: sayantanjourno

A coffee addict. I love to read books. Writing is my passion. I write poems and articles on life. I am a journalist by profession. I write reports on political and social issues. Here you will find some of my writings on various socio-political-economic issues. I love traveling, photography and music. I am doing theater for more than 13 years now. So write to me on Share your perspectives of life and love. Follow me on twitter @SayantanDreamz.

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