The Rumble of The Rick

The familiar rumble of the rick,

amidst the suffocating blanket of dust

and the deafening noise of traffic

all within a city full of love, and lust.

ceaseless mechanical wonder; the local

chugging incessantly; an unassuming lifeline

the sea of humanity within it; silent, vocal

the city of opposites; slums, opulence and spine.

As the black, endless sea looks over with a puzzled monotony

at the usual maddening crowds and rushing cars

a necklace of lights exposing the city's gaiety and agony

it retreats unto itself after every night, with smiles, scars.

And I cannot but wonder at this maximum city

as a migrant, a hater, a lover, a stranger

where quenching curiosity is an exercise in futlity

for the more I find out, what I know seems lesser!