Walking down the busy street
White, green, red and yellow
Ships under black making a fleet
The ripples of laughter sounded mellow
Jewels of gold hanging above
Making a starless night shine
With beauty and infuse love
In the emptying heart of mine
The Uncertainty Principle 
❤
Hope it speaks
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It does 🙂
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KB market?
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Haha! Yes. I love these old fashioned lights 🙂
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That was an easy guess for me, though. Yes. Take picture of those entangled wires also. To speak honestly, I fear entering gafar, what if few fall on me? 😀
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Haha have taken those too, But they can wait 😛
And gafar is world of its own! I wonder how did they not fall till now ! 😀
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Woh toh kabhi kabhi electronic sabji mandi jaisa lagta ha 😛
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Hahaha ! Sahi me! Next step for them would be to sell the phones kilo k bhao 😛
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Hahaha! 😀 Sahi me!
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Lovely! An aura of sweet hopeful starless shine.
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Glad you liked it. These yellow street lights though consume more energy than their CFL counterparts, but give a peculiar look to the night. 🙂
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Haha, Yeah. 🙂
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Ahh.. Hope never dies..
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This reminds me. Watch Shawshank 😛
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This reminds me. Already have 😉
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I am more of a silent sky with moon lover and if it’s dark stary sky in new moon night is even better for me. But the way you talked about that photo made me love those busy city streets of lights and laughter more (if I make sense here.! I hope I do). Take Care.!
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You make complete sense and I can relate to it as I, too fall in that same category. 🙂
But there are phases when sometimes observing the laughing faces and hurrying legs under the yellowish light speaks volumes when we are walking alone. Doesn’t it? 🙂
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Totally. It’s like being there and observing and absorbing other’s happiness. And smiling without any purticular reason in the corner of the street like creepy still lovely idiot. (That’s me explaining my imagination after what you said in that poem and here).
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Haha I just realized I indeed would have looked creepy if someone had noticed 😀
And yours was a perfect explanation. I am glad the thoughts resonated 🙂
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Haha.. I didn’t mean to call you creepy.. I thought I’d be creepy cause I can’t control my facial expressions. I’m worse at keeping poker face so I’d green like an idiot. Haha.. and thank you 😊
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Ahh, Prateek! Your world is lovely through your eyes, and by giving me a peek of it I can plainly see how wasteful of energy is the country of mine! 🙂
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We both have different things about our countries to be proud of, William. 🙂
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Beautiful…loved the rhyming. A perfect city-night has been portrayed poetically… 🙂
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Thank you so much for your kind encouragement. ^_^
There’s always a festival going on in Indian streets 😀
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What imagery dude! 🙂
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Thank you, dudette. 😀
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Ah! Beauty divine in the small walks of life! 🙂 Lovely poem Prateek! 🙂
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Thank you, Shambhavi! Glad to see you 😀
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Me tooo! 😀
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