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Flight to Dubai
Clouded farewell pains;
Hopes from pauperism did flee;
And took off from Kochin air base.
Mr.Jas, bucolic purely,
Landed in Dubai, as in heaven.
Mummies of Arabian culture in museums;
Building striving to kiss the moonlet;
Marvellous lights
In the street,
Luring as the first smile of a lover…
Mirth floating creek;
Date bunches, fresh as virgins;
Pleasure selling girls exotic;
Beach with beauties chainless…
Mr.Jas does spree after each day’s toil.
Soon an Indian air-craft
The mind boarded;
Body followed it within fortnight;
Concentration camp of insolvency Mr.Jas returned.
Why?
“Great is Dubai with its fame;
Greater is the goal;
But the greatest is warmth of home,
Rebounding always.”
poem
by
Fabiyas M V
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