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 the restaurant, I took a direct aversion of the dark blue brocade covering the chairs and also of the golden-painted walls, but...

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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 your head on saffron pillows, I press my lips hard against thy milky breasts, Watching your eyes lift to gaggling swallows. Your resisting...

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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 on a hill Overlooking the beach Every morning I went down to the beach And did yoga by the water While contemplating life And every...

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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 are you insouciant A sip of sweetly sour sea food clear soup with tofu in your mouth While on your hair...

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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 aimed, weaved Just for those who were summoned to plead. Such a coordinate system Where east is west and where north is south. Lime,...

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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… far but few,but many ,that he knows not. On papyrus his mind scribbles and carries, And then drains encapsulated emotions that afore...

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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 addressing the path, the path to the house of worship, even in the dark it is a sign of luminescence Shinning against all...

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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 the hammock to lie aback. Blue carpets waves silently lie await to gala regattas, Satan oscillates my metallic sonatas. Beneath the tepid and...

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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 relief, the tippling tourists, their number grows. ripples, sounds a melody repeat, artisan, tests his percussion cask to a beat. A robe draped...

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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 joint to yester’s morn, For the native, traveler or tourist afore he moved on. Warm is the vibe & cool is the...

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