EVERY DAY IS GIFT OF GOD
The onewho celebratesevery day as gift of God
Is wise as compared to one who mourns over
Each passing day as lost opportunity in life.
I feel enthralled whenever I visit sea shore
And witness mightymusicalsea waves.
The echo of sea waves remind me of harmonized
Rhythmsfrom the nature's piano par excellence.
The city of Mumbai India's commercial capital
Has hidden in its womb the beautiful sea beaches,
Romantic rain, High rise building, its life giving
Local/metro rails, Mumbai never sleeps, abode
Of humanity from across the globe.Inhabitants
Young and old, children and woman all on move
On24by 7 in search of their dreams with vigour, joy
and hopes fora better future. Her heart is very big
Ever ready to welcome all. A true cosmopolitan city
withher airports and Bollywood ofinternational
reputeand fame.
Human thoughts, andfeelingswhen oppressed
and suppressed, give birth to anger, hateand
Revulsion waitingto explodein tears. When
Find a sympathetic soul ready to hear with concerns,
Can salvage the sufferings.If not heard may result
In revolution and regime change.Suppression and
Oppression is the worst form ofinjustice. Says saga
of human civilization down the ages.
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