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Valsa George


On the Beach


When the world
begins to close in on me
I walk to the beach,
not too far away.
The sea shore
ever alluring and new
yet never changing
sprawls before me.
A balm to tired minds!
The chilly breeze blowing,
the jets of water
dispersing in smoky spray,
the waves coming to cleanse the feet
Oh! What tinkling sound they produce!

I hear a maiden’s anklets chime
as she inches ahead
with steps demure,
heart pounding,
to her bridal chamber
on her first nuptial night.
At times, they become thuds of footsteps
down the long corridors of time
tolling minutes and hours away.

The waves advancing and receding!
How they remind me
of the eternal flux of life!

Submitted: Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, June 18, 2013

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  • Amitava Sur (1/22/2014 5:30:00 AM)

    A beautiful crafting of a pictureous sea beach Where a disturbed mind is in search of peace and a befitting comparison of the sounding waves with a maiden's anklets chime.... really enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • Kee Thampi (7/1/2013 1:30:00 PM)

    beyond one can fly for there
    beyond to reach
    and may be not for us to
    love
    the word

    Birds may fly there

    here we are not missing the love beyond poetryu (Report) Reply

  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (6/27/2013 9:27:00 PM)

    a beautiful poem and I enjoyed reading it, though the disturbed state of one person and the joyous side of another one are written in two different stanzas with the philosophical conclusion.. (Report) Reply

  • Chandra Thiagarajan (6/25/2013 1:04:00 AM)

    On the Beach is a Great poem and in the concluding lines a lovely analogy of the waves to the eternal flux of life is alluring! Enjoyed ! (Report) Reply

  • Hans Vr (6/23/2013 9:50:00 AM)

    excellent poem.
    beach can brng us fantstic experiences
    a true source of rejuvenation and inspiration (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (6/19/2013 4:59:00 AM)

    Well pened Valsa, I liked the second stanza very much and the last stanza closed it perfectly. (Report) Reply

  • Sekharan Pookkat (6/18/2013 7:23:00 PM)

    The waves advancing and receding like wise poet reminds the eternal flux of life-Sea and seashore are inspiring always. (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (6/18/2013 8:42:00 AM)

    Madam Valsa, tread on the beach alone
    And devour the beauty of the waves from a distance..
    Never venture into water far off the eternity
    And the mirages of love as the tsunamies
    Of the depths unknown to bards and mermaids
    May soon rush to the shore pretentious.

    A lovely poem that speaks of an innocent maiden`s mind (Report) Reply

  • Tiku . (6/18/2013 8:09:00 AM)

    This is wonderful writing.Comparing sounds of the waves with chiming of anklets is great imagery.Liked it. (Report) Reply

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