Mumbai. My muse. My city. My home, always. Mumbai, where I come from.
Enjoy my latest publication, which is an ode to the maximum city
Mumbai Reprise
Where I come from
Street after street
Stands silent witness
To the constant triumph
Of Darwinian principles
Where I come from
Dreams burn in a cauldron
And the ashes disperse
In the waiting arms
Of a moonlit sea
Where I come from
The greatest steal
Is a few feet of space
The greatest prize
A few quarantined thoughts
Where I come from
There’s beauty still
And a pulse that never
Subsides, late into the
Smoggy arms of night
Where I come from
Your constant companions
Amidst the teeming hordes
Are an ascending emptiness
And a clandestine pain
Where I come from
(sigh) Where I came from
I wander still, in my dreams
A city of penitent angels
A city of cavalier djinns
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