Futala Lake (A Poem)

The water seems dark and dirty,

The path seems busy and disturbed

Bubbling young couples

 Engrossed in talking intimately

Away from human misery      

There a pack of revelers

Some dogs on the pavement

Busy basking under the sun

A seller of heart shaped balloons

Finding some youngsters

Under the setting sun the rippling water

Though a cesspool of sewage and effluents

Sparkling and tossing on the shore

Water birds soaring over rippling water to catch fish,

A promise by Indian Air Force to revive and rejuvenate

I see it will resurrect like Lake Chapala in Mexico

 With its pristine beauty looks soothing to many Nagpurians.

Sometimes a horse carriage ride

With the smell of royal bright,

Sometimes Futala Lake is jam-packed

By gen-next for flash dance for some cause

Some special days like Friendship Day, Valentine Day

Even Independence Day and Republic Day

The adjoining road to the Futala is filled with young feet

Spending and celebrating the DAY with fun and fervor,

Many food joints on the right side

Offering a variety of delicacies from Panjabi bhature

To Paestro shake where the loved ones

Pass their time with gaiety and gossip

Futala lake a hot place in hot Nagpur.

                                                                Jyoti Patil