An Alley in the City

puncakbukit (78)in #photography • yesterday

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The concrete steps, worn smooth by time and tread,
Rise past the houses, rust-stained, painted red.
A red bicycle rests, a quiet, forgotten soul,
Beside a small, handwritten sign that reads "No Smoking",
Fulfilling its unspoken role.

　The greenness overflows, a vibrant, dense embrace,
　Of hydrangeas, wisteria, and maples in this hidden place.
　They climb the slopes and shield us from the sun,
　A living curtain, the wild and city-won,
　Where childhood games were lost and won.

The scent of laundry soap on gentle summer air,
Hanging on balconies, so clean and so clear.
The metal pole stands tall, a silent, static friend,
To telephone lines and the stories that transcend,
This memory that will not end.

　This quiet corner, bathed in the softest light,
　A sanctuary from the city's neon night.
　In this old street, I find my childhood heart,
　Where every step, and every stone, will play its part,
　In this nostalgic, lingering work of art.

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An Alley in the City

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