A Town Center From A Dream

 I saw an unnamed small town center 

In my dream, from where I didn't want to return

The roads were having freshly laid bitumen 

The old iron lamps had a fresh black coat 

The medians had lush nicely cut grass 

The footpaths were having nice stone tiles 

The buildings were all red with white outlining 

The small park had plenty of flowering plants

A few old wooden benches for the visitors

A brick trail for the walkers and runners

A lush green lawn for those picnickers 

And a space for a traditional game 

The town had only a wholesale market 

A huge arched building with a big hall

There were big stalls for various items 

Vegetables were auctioned off daily 

If the buyer damages the vegetables

The person has to take them home 

But he will be banned from auction for a period  

The town had only a second-hand book shop

The books were stacked up like towers 

The best books were kept in cabinets 

There was a bargaining system for the books

After reading, people can resell it to the shop 

The townhall was small and resembled a theatre

It doubled up as the church, due to renovation 

There was a small police outpost in the town center

The crime rates were low and people were police friendly

There was a small hospital in the town with essential facilities

People rather took prescriptions from private doctors 

To buy medicines from the local pharmacies 

There was a women's shopping center 

Ran by women for all the needs of women 

I explored the streets while the bus was getting ready

They were neat and tidy and people kept flowering plants 

No walls were separating the houses 

Many of them had fruit-bearing trees in the front

I saw fewer cars on the streets and at homes 

I had to run to fetch the bus to go to my home somewhere 

This poem is based on what I saw in a dream today morning. The image is taken from Shutter Stock. Thank you :)