ALOK KATDARE


Mumbai – Aamchi Mumbai - Poem by ALOK KATDARE

Mumbai – Aamchi Mumbai
I am Mumbai
Running tirelessly
South to North and North to South
Kandivali – Borivali or Chandivali – Dombivali
Nothing can stop me
Nothing can tromp me
They call me a City That Never Sleeps
And I call them natives who take leap
My team is Local & Best
Which connect East to West
My spread is from Churchgate to Virar
And CST to Kalyan
The unholy people also come to me
Beg for shelter and deceive me
They thought they could blast me away
A small wound here and
A small wound there
I don’t get deter
My strength is my people
Who have courage in ample
They are mine and I belong to them
Though they run in different directions
But still they are soldiers of this great nation
And listen, whatever you are
These cowardice acts of yours
Emboldens them
Fires vigour in them
Strengthens them
Energises them
And hence every time you attack me
I emerge stronger than thee
Leave it
You can not understand it
The secret of the bond is different
Which you will never get it
It is simple
I am theirs and they are mine
My name is Mumbai
Better you get it
With love and affection they call me
Mumbai – Aamchi Mumbai


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 18, 2011



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