Sunday, 5 April 2009


The foamy beach has a sad sneer word

I, you and they
All belong to
that maginificient oblivion
Mincing a bluish illumination
Over the tricky sky seen
Cajoling the tumultous sea.
But aren't we so puffy, fussy and proudy
As that ascending uproarious wave
Subsided so sullenly
On the foamy beach?
(Sincerely not meant for Preaching)

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