Urban Stampede...

Resourceful forest, 
bricks concrete charcoal
vogues veneer vanity
served in spotless silver bowl...

Earthly filth barely visible,
up from high corporate heels...
triumphant accomplished 
vitalized illegible deals...

Sense of unending times,
lost in soot and grimace...
hangouts, love chats and leisure
lost in street traffic maze...

Life so goes on n on,
as all sketched timings blurr...
and I follow the leagues,
as the world they conquer...

They keep running in rains
and they frown n grumble,
and I settle for cosmo...
But, aint this still a Jungle?

P.S: Dear IT-Metropolis, sometimes your super sophistication and over professionalism becomes truly unbearable for simple-living.