the sea looked
little reposeful,
quiet,secluded
reticent waves,
like my disturbed,
subdued,gloomy mind waves on the shore
serene blue expanse
bereft of agility,
relishing the 'my space 'luxury
in the land of intruders!
alone,perplexed,
I looked in its eye,
the mother of many in its lap,
gigantic yet modest
unlike the non-entity,
ostentatious siblings,
in the plane.
little knowledge,
is a dangerous thing
how little is too little,
amidst subjective scales
sans objectivity,
some how reinforces,
how life is lost everyday,
a depleting debilitating syndrome,
a debacle of being!
a new born crab
just now rushed towards me
for shelter, innocently
unaware of,
how dangerous its protector can be
soon on my palm,
we understood the language
of warmth,mutual respect
love was in the air,
all around,
in the faces of small plants,
nearby,
in the retreating foams,
in the brotherly winds,
dancing with joy,
in the sandy corridor
the surging water,
suddenly kissing my feet,
the strangers looking,
known, very own.
Kamakhya
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How precious! Lovely poem 😀
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Thank you so much 😀
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Adorable! Love this one Kamakhya.
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Thank you Gilda so very much 😊
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