City of Fog and Stars

The lucid lens of the window peers into the city far away
A land unknown and unnamed in the years bygone.
Wrapped in a warm blanket; eyes reflecting the starry array,
Reveling the amity of moon; oblivious of the slithering dawn.

Stolid shadows rippling like dwellers of the ocean night,
Under the flickering warmth of homely lanterns
Folks wishing for the city to pause under a shooting star's sight,
Captive of the fading fog; glance refusing to return.

Passing through nights a dusky film sits on the lens,

The city now swelters, shadowing the silhouettes of them folks,
A skeleton of buildings 'adorned' with gaudy lights; dense
Incessant blares replacing the euphony, in the land that bleeds and chokes.

Blinds of fog, mask the scars,
To name it- The city of Fog and Stars. 

-Vedanshi Shah