Thursday, June 30, 2011


Buses whizzing, cars honking
Can’t be more cacophonic, this is Bombay
People speeding, white blur
No emotions, stories fall on deaf ears

At the centre is the calm - the eye of the storm
Me singing praises for the hearts that did come along
Tranquil moments of the day with my cuppa tea
A rose in the middle of thorns
That’s what you got to be

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