Goa Poems - Poems about Goa

The Goa restaurant was in a quiet neighbourhood a place with small shops selling domestic wares of the things needed for everyday use a place I would like to live instead of in a tower block on entering...Read the rest...

Sleep, my love, near placid waters Under a pale moon that lights the way, Mosquitos resound their ranks to attack A humble cottage where you and I stay. I forage through your hair like the tiger Whilst you rest...Read the rest...

My final time with God Happened a year latter I was staying down in Goa With my wife Enjoying being with her After our reconciliation We stayed at the Taj Mahal Goa Living like Kings and Queen Just for a few days High up...Read the rest...

While the waves lash the shores and splash in soft music The dishes we serve here in this Golden Grain restaurant Emanate aroma into the nostrils a pungent sweet exclusive Have you visited this earlier too or how...Read the rest...

Those go to Goa who are due And wired like you and a little screwed, And inclined to obesity - Explorers of electricity The ground smells rich with leaves of tea, Your footprint on the beach is a seal. Silence seminar's...Read the rest...

Abhorrent those phizog few, At times they flood his mind. He did not even know why them his mind drew, He has got to get down, reasons to find. His mindly nib, she oozes memories, Of old and new…...Read the rest...

As I opened the door And stepped inside the divine floor A gentle zephyr bore upon my core The tranquil ambience aroused me wishes galore And I felt I’ve completed my journey to God’s manor. There is the aureole...Read the rest...

28th &29th March 2012. Sandy saunter through virgin sands, The trudging pathways lead me to beach lands. Cam a red nude peeped under a Mac, Slight drizzle from the clouds, into the coco nut grove I move, on...Read the rest...

I glimpse the tidal waves, rise high, Sweaty brows drip, a dry. surf boarders and dipper are so many, dolphin rides touts coerce you for just a few penny. red vested lifeguards always on their toes, A breath of...Read the rest...

Old weary & weaving roads to Colva it made me take, To Mickey’s I was heading after a long break. The monsoon rains & the heady winds, Shut down the joint , but the ambiance it reminds. Opened this...Read the rest...