Poetry

A lost poem retrieved from lost diary. Written 19-08-2007 at Kashid Beach (140 km from Mumbai/India)
 I spotted a couple on the beach. Strange as it looked, sun was setting one side and the full moon was rising from the other side
The phenomenon was catchy enough to pen my thoughts.
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Two frail frames

 
 male and female
walking hand in hand
leaving imprints
waving imaginary magic wand
giggling, teasing, running
throwing caution to wind & rolling
on ever welcoming golden sand.
 
Making Castles
on the sand
in the air
who cares
when these disappear
moments only to cherish.
  
 Their feet into the calm sea
  feeling the touch of cold warmth
  bending to gauge under current
  watching it to rise slowly from its slumber
  thousand lions freed from their cage
  appearance of full moon
  powered surfs into rage
  never afraid of opposition
  both
  assuring and reassuring each other
  of their bondage.
 
Squatting
they don’t talk
silence smiles
understanding perfect
just a gesture,
she goes resplendent
wrapped in orange red
 the sun,
witnesses
beginning of the union on the sand bed.
 
Stampede of sorts
waves surged to have glimpse
those two mortals
oblivious of crazy waves
buried under the sand
wake up with a start
as blanket of water washes
their misadventure of sorts
they glance at each other,
smiling discreetly
hand in hand, drenched

walk away from the heat
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