No sun, no moon,
No sky is seen
Under high-peaked towers
Life (Nature) doth pine for healthy breath.
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This poem is about the busy and heated life of cities where the people are unable to witness the beauty and charm of nature and are busy only in getting and hoarding the accumulations for this luxurious and materialistic world.
This poem reminds me of John Keats' poem-To One Who Has Been Long In City Pent. Adorable verse is yours too.