NaPoWriMo (# 13): A walk down the beach

The foot print on the white sand,
washed away, 
my heel sinks.
The castle I built on the white sand,
washed away,
its sand again.
The little white crabs, 
clambering to meet the wave,
washed away,
An empty patterned shell,
I wanted for my sill,
washed away.
Like seething soldiers 
looting..
the frothy waves tug and pull
and just wipe away..
The inky blue now scares me…
Its time for me to walk away!!
 

Today nothing really inspired me to write a poem and so I took refuge in the prompt of the day. The prompt at  NaPoWriMo 2013  is to write something  based on observations during a walk. It is 11:00 p.m of April 13 th in India now and I am going to be very busy the next morning. I could come up with this poem  at this hour ….hope it is fitting for the challenge today.

 
 

 

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About Shoma Abhyankar

I believe "Life is short and the world is wide"and travel is best possible solution to make the best of this life. I am Shoma Abhyankar. Welcome to ASTONISHING INDIA
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