Wednesday, February 10, 2016

A Song 17



At Marine Drive
in Arabian Sea,
Kabir and Tuka,
without birthdays,
chortled a game of dice,
not the Mahabharata vice;
chalked the earth:
Compassion is fair priced
Kyani mawa cakes,
made in Parsi ways,
served in trays,
by suns, seas and winds,
all days. 

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