A Mumbai Reprise

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