The SeashoreA Poem by Mohit GautamSeashore is compared to life ( particularly a man's)
In the Palette: dark, white and red
Creation of H2O Layers on layers Accumulated time's power infinity ago Embraced by alluring sea shells When rebuffed, all set to give hells Crabs, jelly or sting ray Might look fatal But make you realise, Its(sea's) dirty way Relaxing the whale's body Or the imprint of baby turtles Gales come and go, Ignoring the hurdles Bottle of message arrives And the driftwood, Refuged over Shiny Sand Seized by waves, giving rumble cries Not fortunate, it gets washed away In the Storm But with a promise, Cycle will persist, in own kinda way © 2018 Mohit GautamAuthor's Note
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