promised land
Love, Nature, poetry, Travel

Migrant

A migrant, I’ve no tales

of herculean tragedy

to my name, you see

not every trip is planned

nor every destination

fixed, it was a chance I

stumbled upon few roads

knowing one day I’ll go

back, I walked hesitatingly  

meeting few along ,aware

that home is a person we

go back to, my golden

abode is calling, my time

here is running out but

I’ve one more path to 

undertake before I call

it a day!

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food, poetry, Travel

The Land of Food Lovers

“Mac-Donaldus Tacum, 

Infurnus Divina Steakum

Panem nostrum daily

coffeum withum summum

donoughtus”

 

At every turn a Mac-Donald’s

at every curve a Wendy’s,

there across the road lay

a live breathing hot-dog

under the careful gaze of

cozy Connecticut Sun.

 

The lush garden free flows

with aroma of Dunkin

-Doughnut’s coffee, all I need

is a fabled pitcher of Greeks to

gulp it all down in one go,

such an aphrodisiac for my

fragile senses…

 

Now that I’m in land of free

I must uphold and behold

in my sight almost the mythical

Popeye’s Fried Chicken at the

corners of which rests the

pleasures of many virgins

 

 That legendary Roadhouse  

steak 🥩 the valor of which

echoes in my ears and the

glistening fat that will linger

in my veins for many years

to come…

 

The proud French can always

proclaim their victories when

it comes to their luxurious wines

from the regions of Normandy, 

but the Californian vineyards

are always a step ahead for their

perennial sun-shine and the

voluptuous grape-vines.  

 

May be it was not the vision

Martin Luther had in mind

or was never to be Lincoln’s

dream in hindsight but as

I smell the rich flavors of

decadent fries somewhere

I can tell you for sure, this

land is every food lovers

paradise !

 

As for me humble folks, some

say I’m a traveler while some

a migrant, but I know I am only

here to take few bites more &

will return to my land carrying

some flavors more, as I still have

to taste one last morsel from my

aging mom’s hands…

 

 

 

 

 

Nature, Travel

Sunny Days Are Here Again

Hello Friends,

Hope you all are crackling teeth in frigid temperatures ( 😝) of cold 🥶 Arctic weather  . Sipping hot ☕️ beverages  and sparkling bourbons 🥃 . I’m enjoying balmy sunny weather of 26 C (I won’t tell the place 😁) The sadistic side of mine refuses to share such pleasant weather least everyone end up reaching. Yes I’ve some evil 👿 in me.  The Sun 🌞here is very benevolent, beaches 👙  are warm and coconut 🥥  water in abundance.

I wish you advance Happy New Year and Merry 🎄 Christmas!

( In case you are ogling at  the picture of the tonned woman in skimpy clothes posted,  happily thinking it’s me, sorry it’s not me, it’s random😃)

 

Train
Humour, Travel, Uncategorized

Traveling

Dear Friends,

A happy  Thanksgiving 🍁🦃🍽 to all of you!

Next week I’ll be flying to distant exotic lands in search of some warmth and sunlight, it’s getting cold here and my aging bones require vitamin-d. It will be long vocation for me, I’ll be traveling for two months😬😬( I know you must be wondering it’s too long)

And if my family gives me money or credit-cards few more months( which is highly unlikely) . I’ll be try to be regular on WordPress to read and share.

My destinations are far-flung lands exotic and vibrant in case any of you need any thing and I mean anything, please just don’t hestitate.

Don’t be apprehensive to inquire and ask. Everything is available on Amazon👍👍All you have to do is click  and order!! 👞👢👡👑👜whole world 🌎 is at your disposal!