The City has lost its charm!A Poem by Gorati supraja
𝘍𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐’𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 10000 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘫𝘢𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐’𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘻𝘦𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘐𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘺𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥! © 2024 Gorati supraja |
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Added on April 15, 2024 Last Updated on April 15, 2024 AuthorGorati suprajaHyderabad, IndiaAboutI am a person who always thinks for righteousness..and wants to stab all of my thoughts into literature. more..Writing
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