Saturday, November 29, 2008


Didnt I know these pleasures of the world,
Until I scraped myself in you and life,
Myself,involved and rigoured.
Needed never I, the warmth of nature,
Until time revealed life, an ugly unfilled caricature.
When life cracks and castles tumble to dusty shacks,
Good Lady! Step onto these sins, chilling and healing,
Your feet will be washed , divine cleansing and delightful singing,
This embracing breeze shall love you always,
When I and the world are, well far far gone.
And you might want to be here,
looking a cure for life, scrape prone..

1 comment:

V said...

this photograph evokes images and memories of GOA...Goa!!!!..miss that place