Saturday, July 02, 2005

I Love You Mumbai

Mumbai,

Throbbing in my veins

like never ending

pound of the trains...

Street names

keep changing

So do the attitudes.

Sweaty Strange faces

of multitudes.

Dirty, stinky,

muggy city

with an invisible shore,

Used, abused by

People she succors,

My SWEET Mumbai-

Every man’s whore.