Wednesday, 15 December 2010

Churchgate ♥

Moistureless leaves of sacred fig ,
burning gracefully in amber lamps.

Bustling traffic,
their blinding, swift
window lights !

Impenetrable brown
antiquated buildings . .

Vendors persuading you
to try their scattered wood,
fabrics, headfones, umbrellas,scarfs,
ribboned delicate belly shoes.

One thing I cherish
always and most  -
Moss lining the grey
statues of freedom fighters .
so carefully bred !
Yes , I am talking of
Churchgate ♥


Anonymous said...

Il semble que vous soyez un expert dans ce domaine, vos remarques sont tres interessantes, merci.

- Daniel

Vijay Kumar Sappatti said...

superb poem , greatly expressed.

i loved this .