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 :)
