Sunday, June 04, 2017

the summer ghosts



The summer ghosts in my mind
I never could get it out in my years
They use to play in my dreams
What the years of memories!

It was the years in the city
The traffic jams crawling in
The hawkers food in many spots
Got the money everything could be bought

Even the city girls
The money could do the tricks
No need books to tell what to do
The city of money the pot of desires

The city girls smiling
Underneath the facade
No money no talk no lust
To find a good girl go to the village

The city of drugs
The friends who got addicted
Wrapped it in cigarettes
Smoke up in their minds

The summer ghosts in my mind
I could never get it out of my years
The friends who got addicted
Smoke up in their minds


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