A bay so grey yet colorful with the hue of today & yesterday
Yes, for all of us it’s a place of forced gay
For some it can be all turned in a sway
Only basking in the glory of fruits sans decay
Longing it is not but a happy hub minus dismay
Countless blessings and rest throw it away
Is the adage of many sought after getaways?
Of course yes as many pine to be this way
But get tripped often at the doorway
By many cranky mischievous giveaway
Oh Pranksters! dare to come this cross-way
And it would be a forever subway
Into the inherent and hidden emotional screenplay
Of touching corporate lives who none can betray.
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