Edge Poem by Dr Mukta Kamplikar
Edge
Sitting on the edge of land
I Felt the breeze tonight
The breeze was just the breeze
She caressed me with ease
And I touched the sand to
To grasp and sense
I breathed and breathed
My nerves were tense
Breathed to absorb and to connect
To be an inseparable part of the scene
Only to mean
Something to her..
And to each grain of sand..
Sitting on the edge of land
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