Haji Ali -Hide and Seek

The last time I went to Haji Ali in Worli , the sea was playing hide and seek with the causeway which is the only access to the Dargah. This evening , the clouds and sun played the game as we enjoyed the view .

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Causeway to the Dargah

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This view while biting on a yum sandwich and relishing a falooda from Haji Ali Juice Centre – super saturday 🙂

Feral Nights

Madness instead of flawless

Not sweet-scented to charm

She’ll wear the scent of destruction

Unleash the chaos beneath the calm

No warm embraces for tonight

Let’s burn like untamed fire

We’ll let our whispers drown

In thunderous moans of desire

She won’t gently drizzle

But pour down in torrents over you

Tonight she’ll be tempestuous

A storm you can’t subdue

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Postcards

They’ve been tucked away

Plain postcards covered in scrawls

Small talk , futile sentences

Words that would offend none at all

I should have picked the flawed pen

And used immoral ink

To stain each of those postcards

With what I truly think

Postcards I should have posted

Kill me a little every day

Reminders of three lethal words

I might never again say

 

 

 

 

 

Tempest

Raindrops trickle down the windowpane

They’ll be gone when the storm subsides

But damp cheeks must endure the outpouring

Until she silences the storm inside

 

( Read somewhere that Love shelters you from the storm …but what if love is the storm ? )