Poem -

Finding myself in India ?? विलल ज फ़िन्द् म्य्सेल्फ़् इन ईन्दिअ?

 Finding myself in India ?? विलल ज फ़िन्द् म्य्सेल्फ़् इन ईन्दिअ?

Flat earth with your monuments,
Citadels and mosques 
These tears that belong in the river - 
??
Delhi I am in your red fort
Stabbed by life 
Blood dripping all over the street
Waking up the peacock 
??

At the Palace of the Winds
Will I find myself in India? 
Agra; your white marble is 
Pure like the heart
??
Waiting for the Taj Mahal 
Yet I cannot wait no longer
My heart beating in it's chest
This is the last beat, just a little longer
??
Here I am at Jama Masjid 
A maharaj, a king, a queen 
At the steps of Humayun's Tomb
Hypnotised - by red bricks against a blue sky 
??
Onward to the Red Fort
Red sandstone draws my blood 
Embraced by the gods 
Will I find myself? 
??
 
Jaipur, Capital of Rajasthan
With your great mountain forts
And your house of mirrors
Reflecting my soul 
Through your amber fort I walk
Across the valleys and mountaintops
??
Palace of winds; with your windows embracing the wind
Your beautiful pink city
Captivates my spirit once again
Flying through the heavens
Amidst astrological spirits
??
Jantar mantar- you guide me through the heavens 
Your jewels golden with life
??
Taj raj taj raj mahal 
Queen of my life
In your white veil 
Walking down the aisle
In the morning light of mist 
In white marble 
Taj Mahal - Kings love for the Queen
??
Dining in the maharajahs palace
With your magnificence at my feet
Agra! These places of worship
In your hallways I can see my shadow
Fatehpur sikri; fire in my soul
??
Will I find myself in India 
Embraced by the gods 
Will I find myself in India?
Embraced by the gods 
Will I find myself in India?

Embraced by the gods 
Will I find myself in India?
Embraced by the gods 
Will I find myself in India?
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 ¿ɐıpuı uı ɟןǝsʎɯ puıɟ ı ןןıʍ

 spob ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝɔɐɹqɯǝ

¿ɐıpuı uı ɟןǝsʎɯ puıɟ ı ןןıʍ

 spob ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝɔɐɹqɯǝ

¿ɐıpuı uı ɟןǝsʎɯ puıɟ ı ןןıʍ

¿ɐıpuı uı ɟןǝsʎɯ puıɟ ı ןןıʍ

 spob ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝɔɐɹqɯǝ

¿ɐıpuı uı ɟןǝsʎɯ puıɟ ı ןןıʍ

 spob ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝɔɐɹqɯǝ

 ɐıpuı uı ɟןǝsʎɯ puıɟ ı ןןıʍ

ןnos ʎɯ uı ǝɹıɟ ؛ıɹʞıs ɹndɥǝʇɐɟ

ʍopɐɥs ʎɯ ǝǝs uɐɔ ı sʎɐʍןןɐɥ ɹnoʎ uı

dıɥsɹoʍ ɟo sǝɔɐןd ǝsǝɥʇ ¡ɐɹbɐ

ʇǝǝɟ ʎɯ ʇɐ ǝɔuǝɔıɟıubɐɯ ɹnoʎ ɥʇıʍ

ǝɔɐןɐd sɥɐظɐɹɐɥɐɯ ǝɥʇ uı buıuıp

uǝǝnb ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ ǝʌoן sbuıʞ - ןɐɥɐɯ ظɐʇ

 ǝןqɹɐɯ ǝʇıɥʍ uı

 ʇsıɯ ɟo ʇɥbıן buıuɹoɯ ǝɥʇ uı

ǝןsıɐ ǝɥʇ uʍop buıʞןɐʍ

 ןıǝʌ ǝʇıɥʍ ɹnoʎ uı

ǝɟıן ʎɯ ɟo uǝǝnb

 ןɐɥɐɯ ظɐɹ ظɐʇ ظɐɹ ظɐʇ

ǝɟıן ɥʇıʍ uǝpןob sןǝʍǝظ ɹnoʎ

 suǝʌɐǝɥ ǝɥʇ ɥbnoɹɥʇ ǝɯ ǝpınb noʎ -ɹɐʇuɐɯ ɹɐʇuɐظ

sʇıɹıds ןɐɔıboןoɹʇsɐ ʇspıɯɐ

suǝʌɐǝɥ ǝɥʇ ɥbnoɹɥʇ buıʎןɟ

uıɐbɐ ǝɔuo ʇıɹıds ʎɯ sǝʇɐʌıʇdɐɔ

ʎʇıɔ ʞuıd ןnɟıʇnɐǝq ɹnoʎ

puıʍ ǝɥʇ buıɔɐɹqɯǝ sʍopuıʍ ɹnoʎ ɥʇıʍ ؛spuıʍ ɟo ǝɔɐןɐd

sdoʇuıɐʇunoɯ puɐ sʎǝןןɐʌ ǝɥʇ ssoɹɔɐ

ʞןɐʍ ı ʇɹoɟ ɹǝqɯɐ ɹnoʎ ɥbnoɹɥʇ

 ןnos ʎɯ buıʇɔǝןɟǝɹ

sɹoɹɹıɯ ɟo ǝsnoɥ ɹnoʎ puɐ

sʇɹoɟ uıɐʇunoɯ ʇɐǝɹb ɹnoʎ ɥʇıʍ

uɐɥʇsɐظɐɹ ɟo ןɐʇıdɐɔ 'ɹndıɐظ

 spob ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝɔɐɹqɯǝ

 spob ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝɔɐɹqɯǝ

 ¿ɟןǝsʎɯ puıɟ ı ןןıʍ

 spob ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝɔɐɹqɯǝ

 pooןq ʎɯ sʍɐɹp ǝuoʇspuɐs pǝɹ

ʇɹoɟ pǝɹ ǝɥʇ oʇ pɹɐʍuo

 ʎʞs ǝnןq ɐ ʇsuıɐbɐ sʞɔıɹq pǝɹ ʎq - pǝsıʇoudʎɥ

qɯoʇ s,unʎɐɯnɥ ɟo sdǝʇs ǝɥʇ ʇɐ

 uǝǝnb ɐ 'buıʞ ɐ 'ظɐɹɐɥɐɯ ɐ

 pıظsɐɯ ɐɯɐظ ʇɐ ɯɐ ı ǝɹǝɥ

ɹǝbuoן ǝןʇʇıן ɐ ʇsnظ 'ʇɐǝq ʇsɐן ǝɥʇ sı sıɥʇ

ʇsǝɥɔ s,ʇı uı buıʇɐǝq ʇɹɐǝɥ ʎɯ

ɹǝbuoן ou ʇıɐʍ ʇouuɐɔ ı ʇǝʎ

 ןɐɥɐɯ ظɐʇ ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ buıʇıɐʍ

ʇɹɐǝɥ ǝɥʇ ǝʞıן ǝɹnd

 sı ǝןqɹɐɯ ǝʇıɥʍ ɹnoʎ ؛ɐɹbɐ

 ¿ɐıpuı uı ɟןǝsʎɯ puıɟ ı ןןıʍ

spuıʍ ǝɥʇ ɟo ǝɔɐןɐd ǝɥʇ ʇɐ

 ʞɔoɔɐǝd ǝɥʇ dn buıʞɐʍ

ʇǝǝɹʇs ǝɥʇ ɹǝʌo ןןɐ buıddıɹp pooןq

 ǝɟıן ʎq pǝqqɐʇs

ʇɹoɟ pǝɹ ɹnoʎ uı ɯɐ ı ıɥןǝp

 - ɹǝʌıɹ ǝɥʇ uı buoןǝq ʇɐɥʇ sɹɐǝʇ ǝsǝɥʇ

 sǝnbsoɯ puɐ sןǝpɐʇıɔ

'sʇuǝɯnuoɯ ɹnoʎ ɥʇıʍ ɥʇɹɐǝ ʇɐןɟ

विलल ज फ़िन्द् म्य्सेल्फ़् इन ईन्दिअ? 

 

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Deborah Evans

Hi  Jai A lovely tour of India through 
the eyes of a well read  poet the imagery is great 
 you took there to india
A wonderful read my first one this morning 
Love n hugs Debs :)

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Jai Masters

Thank you Debs;  with the morning light you are coming to India ?? 

 We will walk together to the temples 

 Lovely to see you and best wishes 

luV Jai:)?

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