Weekend At Beach Poem by Nazim ZarSinner

In dazzling rays of burning Sun
Blue waters seem to be the best
To escape from the hot, we run
From our routine, to have some rest

And what we have to see at beach
A lot of people laying on sand
Motionless bodies in rest each
The sense of pleasure seems grand

The waves of water in a queue
Stretching towards the depth of sea
How much that is pleasant to view
The heart, got lost, there wants to be

Young bodies reveal'd by low cuts
Enjoying the softness in the blues
They attract us, no and's and but's
And give for good some secret clues

In waters, we spend pleasant hours
Troubles return but we don't let
Them ruin the only life that's ours
Everything, but joys, there we forget