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The Solitary Evening When Soul Merged with Waves

 

On a solitary  evening, soft dying day

A rambling, rococo cloud I became

 

On wings of poesy holding pen, paper & pad

A mystic mariner in quest of oceanic waters I became

 

The sail of ship fluttered

Off the shore solitary evening’s voyage began

 

Drunk on the bounteous beauty of ocean

Trailing desires & exploring dreams I began

 

The silvery shine of guttural laugh of waves

Saccharine sweetness of whiff of benign breeze

 

The ebbing sand bathing in the azure waters of sea

Beckoned me into its soft sandy arms

 

To reach the troves of vintage treasure

Moss smothered shells cantaloupe of corals, gregarious  greens on ocean bed

 

Their beaming bodies gleaming in the rays of milky moonbeam

Dreamy intoxicated by the nectar of ocean’s foaming fervour

 

Heavenly symphonies played in divine lustre

The solitary evening laid bare the soul of ocean

 

Exterior became a facade when in ‘Jal Tarang’ of ocean,

Soul merged with waves!

 

Ritu Kamra Kumar