Poetry,  Writings

A Shikara Ride

 

Still are the waters,

Tranquil, alive and poised

Bouncing the sun off,

From behind the hills high above

The Shikara forms a silhouette,

Quietly advancing at the horizon.

 

As we travel further,

Colors emerge, then slowly fade away.

Images blend into reflections.

Holding a poignant past.

Almost melancholic, almost sad.

 


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I love to travel, dig into a book on a cold winter night, enjoy a hot fried street food or a posh sumptuous meal both on the same day. Give me a good cup of coffee and I will be in bliss. Sunsets, Plants, Clouds and Conversations bring me a smile.

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