Mystic Waves

And I watched the sea unfold
her mystical waves on shore.
Along strolled my thoughts untold-
waltzed in rhythm with the roar.
Each wave with its unique hum,
unrolled and caressed my feet.
Tingled with its frothy tongue,
dwindled the sand from beneath.
And so we talk for hours long-
the waves and me every morn.

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About Rahul Aithal

I am from Mumbai, India. Composing poems gives me immense pleasure. Few poetic sites I write on are -,, and, recently Avant-Garde-Writer's Haven (on Facebook). You could browse my other writes on my private blog, I am glad to have joined this site, thanks to Louis. I hope to add value and get the group going.

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