The Sea And She - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
Her feet dancing on the white sands
Her hairs toyed with by the breeze
Waving in joy her sea-drenched hands
Her olive skin forgot their crease.
How ageless she became under mid-noon sky
Turning feverishly playful and wild
Matching the seagull in its hunting cry
Turning once again into a child!
Not someone’s mother somebody’s wife
A pretty little girl she was once again
Unshackled from a mundane life
Gushing out like a revived fountain!
I didn’t want these magical moments to rush
Became a part of her romantic whims
Found once more a long forgotten crush
Dreamt lost yet timeless dreams!
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