Mumbai Rajdhani

This heartless bitch to delhi
Couldn't stop at dadar,
Nor at bandruhh
or even borivali

She didn't know lovers
await a last glance
Till a month passes
That was the last chance

Now I'm far away
From my lover's sweet embrace
All I have is a little something
This jacket that holds his trace

What I yearned for
was a month-lasting
hurried last kiss
To soothe the lips
of this traveling Miss.