As she descended the plane
She was met with an emotion she could not explain
It was simply the fragrance of Mumbai air
It was the sight of her kind milling here and there
It was the sound of travelling, gossiping, bargaining humanity
It was simply the touch of tranquility
She was amidst her people,
In her true home,
In her rightful air
The feeling to which none other could compare
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Food for the Soul
PoetryA Collection of Short Poems Inspired by the sun, the winds, the clouds, the rains, hapiness, sadness, bliss, despair, loved ones and strangers who no longer seem unknown. Highest Rankings: #1 - foodforthesoul #14 - wander #15 - foodforthought #76...
