Nature and her

Waking up to the inconsiderate alarm clock

She longs for the birds and their affectionate wake up call.  

Cursing through the morning traffic 

She recalls the symphonies of the distant brook. 

Working through the world of machines 

She wonders how real humans work. 

Pressing the obedient elevator to her floor

She ponders over the joy of uncertainities and unguided chores. 

Switching on the air conditioning 

She craves for the glacial breath. 

Looking over the far streched skyscrapers

She envies the rural and their warm little huts.

Switching on a Beatles track on the recorder

She longs to creates her own solitary song. 

Guided by the dictates of neon lights and welfare calls

She falls on her evening heels, feeling welterous and lost. 

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