Aloha, Goa!

Fair feet on the gravel path,

White hands waving hither,

Endowed with the pleasant bliss,

Of the seashore in sight.

Long legs clad in denim,

Venturing with hesitant feet,

All shouting ‘Aloha’,

At the first breath of Goa.

Beach slippers cast away,

On the sand dotted with castles,

While in the scorching sun,

Tourists from the world bask.

Fresh prawns; served fried or grilled,

With Tiger fish cut up,

Snapper and squids and crab,

Is the specialty of the beach.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s