don’t drag me down to your controversy lift your eyes toward the sky within you from here, stand by me and sense your dream your paradise, your most exalted soul what’s beauty if it won’t even take you there do you see the evening light on the ripples? there, before you beyond the fastidiously carved quiet balustrade of noontime sun white i know, its brightness is somewhat dimmed, tinged with ochre and time, and conversations with the river…
i must have been four when i saw the taj mahal. been back many times since then. i love the gardens, the fountains, the humongous entrance, the grace, the people looking expectant, taking funny pictures, the sange marmar… the white marble; finding out mumtaz mahal and shah jahan wasn’t exactly a fairytale romance didn’t spoil the fun (c’mon, he threw pearl necklaces at her in the meena bazaar, didn’t he… and if he didn’t, too bad for him). the…
dilli to agra to buy some nagra mini kitsch taj, it’s my raj marble so white, gems in flight you know shah jahan? that poor ol’ man through the round glass, staring alas the floor is hot, the walls touch not dilli to agra to buy some nagra purple velvet bag, sequinned brag just stand there, breathe if you dare come, let’s go! catch a queen and her beau but he cut off their thumbs! really? who…