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Goa (Prose Poem) by amanda_dcosta
This is a place well known for
babes, beaches and beer.
It's true that you would find
this dream-come-true here.
I came here five years ago
and fell in love with all
that Goa claimed to be
except the beer bottle.
We live atop a plateau
that over looks the sea,
the sunset is often quite a sight
When viewed through greenery.
The coconut trees that dot the coast
and pine trees at Betal Batim,
are wondrous spots to hang out
or chill out by the beach.
Nay, this is not why I love this place,
or long to remain here.
For five years back we set out to
independently start our home.
The love between my man and I
grew fonder day by day,
as we began to depend on
each other in many ways.
Our children too know no other place,
except for grandpa's home;
way down town south a long way off
an overnight trip to go.
Our friends are few, yet beautiful
In more ways than one.
They willingly accepted me
and above all, I feel loved.
It's here that I developed a taste
for painting crazily.
An amateur in this field,
they tolerate me willingly.
And Poemranker, yes, it's true,
I'll remember this seat so vividly.
How I sit here everytime
and spend my day poetically.
Alas, it's time for me to go
back home, down town south.
Goa... I'll always love you.
you've a special place in my heart.
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