London, holds a fascination
I do not know why
The place keeps on
coming and going
in my mind.
I know not for what.
Right from the day
i learnt the nursery rhyme
p*ssy cat, p*ssy cat.
where have you been?
I have been to London
The city beckons me
Never could I make it
all these years
getting on with work
nothing great or spectacular
the usual routine
of eating and sleeping.
London, calls me again.
I know not for what.
i would try to go
at least this time
to the great city
soliciting from afar. 
Meenas Poems 
One reply on “London Beckons”
Quite enjoyed London…so much history…but must admit from childhood Paris called to me…and even after being there several times…it voice calls to me. 🙂