Travel Musings..

It all teems
with life
schools of shells
tickle my soles
inside.
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I walk the
lip
of oceans
deep,
wavering
along
shore's
shifting line,
uncertain,
uncommitted
but poised-
in this suspended
moment
of space and time.
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With ease,
earth wears
her watery veil,
to captures heavens
infinitely deep.
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It is
astonishing
they pilgrim
here to die-
bugs, bees,
slugs, wasps
and
dragonflies....Harakiri on Goan Shores.












Flooded paddies
Teal Skies
Glistening boulders-
Buffaloes.
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Rushing Train,
Plastics Fly-
no, Just Herons!
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On local train in Mumbai:

Late night
monsoon rains,
humans packed
in rattling train,
grim and grimy
sweaty and tight,
hopeless, burdened
-tragic sight.

-and -

Empty compartment,
a solitary I
3 youths walk in
noisy and high
stop to stare-
red glazed eyes
-Why?
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On road in Goa:

Rain lashes,
blood flows in streams
from cuts and gashes
under natures peeled green.
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So
Hum,
Hum
So,
So...
I fly!

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I run
far,wide
to seek
silence
inside.
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Its all the same
them and I
ocean's chorus,
waving grass
fields of flowers
crystal stars;
beggars and leper
tycoons in cars
giver and exploiter
all the same-
still, or journeying far.
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Evening light
copper sands
hiding stars





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