Full Of Tourists Poem by Gajanan Mishra

I am here,
And this place
Is full of tourists.
So many kinds,
So many shapes,
So many colors,
So many behaviors,
Differ from
One to another.
Sounds walks, talks,
Sitting, sleeping,
Eating, all are
Different from
One another.
Difference is also
Not there from
Reality and dreams.
Really I am fortunate
To visit this place,
And It is my first
And also this last
In this form
At this time.
I know I have
Nothing to do but
To enjoy in full.