The Evening Sets In Poem by samyak jain

to occupy spaces
left behind on the sea beach
by the feet dragging
children of home-work minded
parents,

the evening comes
fluttering with the sea candle
to the sea beach
comfortably carried over the head
by
the paani-puri wallah,

the evening,
comes too to the sea shore,
as the invisible chaperon,
with young lovers
walking in hand-in-hand,
to a place behind a small rock,

silently thanksgiving
for
driving the naughty day light
out of the space
meant for crabs, sands, snails
and
the escaping lovers.

..atp..
12.04.2008