Walking on the golden sand of times
Connecting to transient feet who left their imprints
They told me the lost glory of the world
The tingling salt water of the ocean between my toes
Whispering the tales of great voyages
Enticing to venture into deep blue water
The complex curving of the shells
Vouching the viciousness of the world
Begging not to lose hope
The giggling sounds of the children like a beautiful sonnet
Swearing that innocence prevails everything
Pleading to spare sometime out of the hubbub of the life
The crimson red sunset
Telling how fast the pendulum of time swings
Preparing the world to race the needle of the clock and be triumphant.
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Author:
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Comments1
its amazing how you connect the beauty of a sunset on the beach with the strange and ruthless world of ours.....beautifully written
thank you very much for seeing my poem..
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