lahore; the city never sleeps
as if it’s been sentenced to never rest
it keeps heaving under the demands of a people that know not rest
burning to bring down whatever rest there is… it aches to purge sleep
and the day succumbs to an end tired of being extended into the night with the lights that have been genetically brightened to confuse the consumer… keep on spending.. abhee waqt hai
and the moon bleeds a faint light unmatched to the city lights.. shying into oblivion till I look upon it and I cry~