No One Comes To Goa To Die Poem by Bernedita Rosinha Pinto

No one comes to Goa for nothing
everyone comes to Goa for something
someone wants to relax and rest
someone wants to breathe and feel the best,
someone wants to exhale and inhale some fresh air
someone wants to just sleep and dream;
someone wants to just enjoy their holiday
someone wants to sunbathe on the shores all day;
someone wants to drink water or a little of alcohol
someone wants to eat and relish the goan food.
someone wants to love and laugh
someone wants to sing and dance
someone wants to kiss and romance
someone wants to just jump and run;
but no one wants to come here to die
no one wants to come here to never wake up again
no one wants to carry home bad memories
no one wants to carry home a coffin
no one wants to cry and weep.

No one ever fears their freedom in Goa
no one ever fears to travel or walk in the sunshine here;
no one ever thinks death is waiting;
no one will ever cause or stir any hatred
no one ever imagines the worst can happen
no one expects death to ever happen
but no one will ever forget this tragedy
no one will ever know her pain and agony
no one will ever feel no sadness or sorrow
no one will forget she was a young beautiful lady;
no one will forget she would be lost to eternity
no one will ever fail to lament such a pathetic end;
no one will ever be able substitute her smile and cute face
no one will ever be able to give to her mother the consolation she will forever seek,
no one will ever be able to replace to the daughter her mother she so abruptly lost;
no one will forget the life that has demised without goodbyes.