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Shalini Samuel Kanniyakumari / India, Female, 29
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  • Shalini Samuel (10/25/2013 11:23:00 AM) Post reply

    If you love this poem vote for it
    http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/a-fishy-day-at-bay/
    A fishy day at bay

    Blue wave, white foam, washing the long shore
    with its tender soothing hands, brushing away
    my fading memories, polishing men's rock heart, at bay
    -akin to the pebbles, the bubbly kids search to store

    on a solitary rock, by the shore, a young man sits
    dreaming his untold future, the spluttering sprays
    banging the rock, returns back, filling water in pits
    sea retreats in agony, striking again angrily on her prey

    the candy man rings the bell, people run behind for a bite
    the balloons sway in his hands- bright red, blue and pink
    the shells, hiding an unknown craftsman, rests at the sales site,
    the groundnut covers, mango peels, the leftover snacks, stink

    sinking legs, wander aimlessly across the shore, holding hand
    sometimes alone, like two creepers intertwined, joy and sorrow guise
    the breaking dawn, sun rises, to the silent command of magic wand
    I look upon through the net, the arid faces, ripping hungry and fiery eyes

    enjoying weepily my solo day on shore; few hours afore, from the cold sea bed
    waving my friends, I had gone astray into the net, envisioning the shore gleam;
    suicidal I have been, caught in men's glitters of a wonder world afar, held
    by cruel hands, I knew not, this isn't my place; travelling back alive- just a daydream.
    http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/a-fishy-day-at-bay/

  • Shalini Samuel (10/25/2013 11:23:00 AM) Post reply

    If you love this poem vote for it
    http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/a-fishy-day-at-bay/
    A fishy day at bay

    Blue wave, white foam, washing the long shore
    with its tender soothing hands, brushing away
    my fading memories, polishing men's rock heart, at bay
    -akin to the pebbles, the bubbly kids search to store

    on a solitary rock, by the shore, a young man sits
    dreaming his untold future, the spluttering sprays
    banging the rock, returns back, filling water in pits
    sea retreats in agony, striking again angrily on her prey

    the candy man rings the bell, people run behind for a bite
    the balloons sway in his hands- bright red, blue and pink
    the shells, hiding an unknown craftsman, rests at the sales site,
    the groundnut covers, mango peels, the leftover snacks, stink

    sinking legs, wander aimlessly across the shore, holding hand
    sometimes alone, like two creepers intertwined, joy and sorrow guise
    the breaking dawn, sun rises, to the silent command of magic wand
    I look upon through the net, the arid faces, ripping hungry and fiery eyes

    enjoying weepily my solo day on shore; few hours afore, from the cold sea bed
    waving my friends, I had gone astray into the net, envisioning the shore gleam;
    suicidal I have been, caught in men's glitters of a wonder world afar, held
    by cruel hands, I knew not, this isn't my place; travelling back alive- just a daydream.
    http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/a-fishy-day-at-bay/

  • Shalini Samuel (10/25/2013 11:22:00 AM) Post reply

    If you love this poem vote for it
    http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/a-fishy-day-at-bay/
    A fishy day at bay

    Blue wave, white foam, washing the long shore
    with its tender soothing hands, brushing away
    my fading memories, polishing men's rock heart, at bay
    -akin to the pebbles, the bubbly kids search to store

    on a solitary rock, by the shore, a young man sits
    dreaming his untold future, the spluttering sprays
    banging the rock, returns back, filling water in pits
    sea retreats in agony, striking again angrily on her prey

    the candy man rings the bell, people run behind for a bite
    the balloons sway in his hands- bright red, blue and pink
    the shells, hiding an unknown craftsman, rests at the sales site,
    the groundnut covers, mango peels, the leftover snacks, stink

    sinking legs, wander aimlessly across the shore, holding hand
    sometimes alone, like two creepers intertwined, joy and sorrow guise
    the breaking dawn, sun rises, to the silent command of magic wand
    I look upon through the net, the arid faces, ripping hungry and fiery eyes

    enjoying weepily my solo day on shore; few hours afore, from the cold sea bed
    waving my friends, I had gone astray into the net, envisioning the shore gleam;
    suicidal I have been, caught in men's glitters of a wonder world afar, held
    by cruel hands, I knew not, this isn't my place; travelling back alive- just a daydream.
    http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote-final/a-fishy-day-at-bay/

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