Urban Mosaic (poem)

Neon sunsets
Tamed breeze
Through the crystal ball smog
Centuries of scars and kisses.
Kings, queens and courtiers
Rustling trees that gossip in elegance.
Time dances on a city

Unmindful, the girl at the bus stop waits
Glued to her little screen

Which one is the trance?
         -Madhavan.N