Post #4890

Tides #review#poetry#Abhijit Standing at the beach Tides come and go While the sand below my feet Tingles me as my feet burrow Like the tides the memories occur From past as the water of visuals Dance in front of my eyes Some sweet, some bitter Till the tides rise Lost are those thought of loneliness When your thought comes by Like a lantern it shines As the darkness disappears in the shadows And the world becomes like a meadow As the water retrieves into the sea The revelation of the loss comes to be That you would never come back to me That’s when I break from the trance of your dreams I see the sunset before me