Tag Archives: Bombay

Cyclone

Scream-soaked sky of sodden grey heralded her dance as cyclone made her wilfull way across the night entranced. Her smile laid bare with sharpened teeth she shredded leaf and tree then spat her meal with wild disdain into the seething … Continue reading

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The Towers of Silence in Bombay

Calling, climbing, circling, raucous in the heat – servants stiffly suited in preen of deepest black. Funeral in their finery they swoop, and glide and cry around the Towers of Silence; their table full supplied. The garden grows in ramble … Continue reading

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Bombay child

Nestled rest in crumpled filth the child sleeps, flung across the gutter, innocence, abandoned; presently at peace, she dreams of promises and clutches the rug of oblivion. Maya waits in patient watch beside the dream world, ready to rescue her … Continue reading

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The storm

The storm Memories of a hurricane when I was living in Bombay. Thinking of people in the US at this time. The storm is bared with bitter teeth, As windy shrieks torment; The sinking day is ravaged The night is … Continue reading

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