Sand in Goa is very soft.
They are sometimes green
Like the fresh leaves-
They have a fragrance
Which is everlasting.
The fragrance sometimes dies
Maybe when she is unhappy
May be when she is angry.
But sand in Goa is very soft
I can embrace the sand
For long long hours
The sand penetrates and makes me feel
The presence of my own.
The sand in my life-
You have a sea beneath
I can see the sun rise
From your breast
Let me get drowned in the sea
With a silent tempest.
My life gets a re-birth.
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