Waves Poem by Neha Bhansali

The Waves Come
And break before they reach the shore
I look at them and often wonder
Would they be wanting more?

With each moment passing by
They know their end is near
They still keep moving on
Must they not be having fear?

When I look at them I see my life
End that seems so close
Yet dancing and frolicking they move ahead
As though their life's a game
Their coming and going makes me feel
I want to start again