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' Kathmandu' city of dreams,

in between mountains.

where people's rush for their livelihood

where people's gets slave of their dreams.

people's wake up 

When their phone rings

they create their own monster,

that speaks not failure 

but its own ugly language.

without thinking 

Of their actual dreams

they wants the broken glass 

that filled with hopes.

They tell wrong story 

when i was younger 

I was stupid 

because, i thought 

people's living in city

had got everything 

they speaks well, 

they wore tight pants 

with white shirt and 

they looked happy.

Now, i am one of the other people living in

And i am depressed as hell

because, this city 

have absolutely nothing 

i am embarrassed 

of where i live once.

And i am not proud

Of where i am now.

I am sorry my expectations

I didn't mean those words.

You are just my dream

dreams are always dreams

you are the city 

Once that hold my dreams 

You are the city

city of my dreams......

             📖= Dharma_Acharya