A city sunrise.
In the city of blinding lights,
Have you noticed the morning sun?
Awkwardly rising behind the concrete jungle,
Tired.
Scared.
No Rooster to cackle,
No mynahs to coo,
No sparrows to chirp,
No trees in sight.
All there is,
The Muffled silence of blinding lights that burnt last night.
In picture:
A sunrise in Noida behind the high towers of Noida
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