Tuesday, April 19, 2016

A Song 46




At Marine Drive
in Arabian Sea,
Kabir and Tuka,
dived the sea
to beat the heat;
sea refused;
walked Chowpathy sands
to pocket the breeze;
sands refused;
took the air,
for a spell of cool;
air refused.
No clean-ups for
a pile up of
God refuse.  
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2 comments:

  1. Mahesh VijapurkarApril 19, 2016 at 11:26 PM

    Liked it. Supreme Court has said God's don't need footpaths. But his refuse is killing the beach.

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  2. Mahesh VijapurkarApril 19, 2016 at 11:26 PM

    Liked it. Supreme Court has said God's don't need footpaths. But his refuse is killing the beach.

    ReplyDelete

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