Been to this ethereal place for year after year
but could never stop getting amazed o dear o dear
The crowd the chaos the noise and the dust
keeps you on your toes the life here is fast
each and every one of them you see
Is chasing the life of his dreams with glee
the one hanging perilously from a jam packed train
the other in a plush bus spared from heat and rain
all these people have only one thought in mind
they only see the silver line behind the assidous grind
the gateway of india is the gate to ecstacy
the gate to prosperity and the gate of your fantasy
and if that's not enough after you are done
with your career and your business its time for some fun
can go to shivaji park to see budding stars
of the indian cricket team a la tendulkar
have a taste of Bollywood the glory of indian movies
the stunning dames who make your day and the macho groovies
go to one of the shopping malls and indulge in a shopping binge
or if nothing of these suits your taste theres the notorious dance bars on the fringe
You can always glow in this city for all that you want to know
Its not a city its a movie a virtual reality show
Well put Amit.. You painted Mumbai in some fresh and interesting imagery.. Thanks for sharing..
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A lovely depiction of the beauty of Mumbai, well articulated and insightfully penned in poetic diction with good rhyme scheme. A beautiful portrayal of an exciting city busting with life. Thanks for sharing Amit. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.