It was once in Om beach in Gokarna Where a drop dissolved into the Arabian sea Exposing wonders of the universe saliently Men and women from all over the world gathered To witness Shivaratri and pay homage to the atma linga Shiva danced throughout the night and in the morn When the sun rose and you could see the heart of the sun It burnt chillums chanting Om Namo Shiva Om beach beatified into a flowers paradise One boat ride away it lay where homeless people needed no houses Perfectly scattered and dancing to the sounds of a jambay Foraying to a pond of dipped nationalities and lost identities The one being human just enough to march Into the lonely stride of Marco the Ketamine dealer The lost tooth woman a soothsayer Found dead next to the beach of immortal Pandavas Escaping into a world of love and lovers Beaten by the great Marco who dragged a chillum in seconds Cleaned it for me and then looked at the sun It was morning now and the Shiva moon disappeared Lounging into a night filled with stars I prayed for the drop to cleanse all beings and the bonfire burnt, burning all ill deeds I prayed, I prayed, I prayed...
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 08:55:20 +0000
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