Brimming eyes stare at the gleaming city lights Cold bed remains serene but time just flies Curious faces and empty voices overspill my aching mind

Brewed coffees with sweet ladies but all I miss is that mellow smile

  Trivial and alien I feel in this coast of youth all modern Forged laughs with dared cash cover up my cracking frame, all swollen In the land of my dreams but dreams long gone and stolen Wherever I go the pain remains, knocking at my door Knock knock knock Though my hands are already frostbitten   Bhumika Chand First year, BA in Psychology  Tri Chandra Campus, Ratnapark