Sunday, 28 August 2011

THE BEACH - POEM


                   The Beach

      I am bored this evening
      I   don’t  know what to do
      I like to read
      However, my eyes were too tired 
      I like to hear music, soft music
      Nevertheless, my ears are not ready to hear it
      I like to make long walk
      But my legs are too lazy to make a move  

       So here, I am at the beach
       Lying on the golden sand
       Looking   at the sea
       The simple beauty of the sea is a feast for my eyes
       My ears are open hearing the soft music made by the sea waves
       My fingers are ready to write on the misted sand
       I wrote  on the sande
       As usual the same words I used to write as a child
       ‘Sea Mother u failed I  win !’
       Of  course it raised her anger
       I know   she   cant stand it
       A quick,   big wave came and wiped  the writings
       Again  I  wrote
       She  came again
       That’s  fun
        From my childhood, I am seeing her
        She  is  here always
        At  first she is very blue
        Then becomes  green now she is grey
         A lot of pollution in the sea changed her colour
         May be she changes her colours with season
         Some boats are  out  there for fishing
        They looks like a little black dot!
        I always want to see the other end of the sea
         I  asked Sea mother  please tell what is at the end of the sea
         A  lot of imaginations went to my mind
         A lot of countries name sprang up from mind
         But  she seems to be telling me it is only sea!
         The sun has set
         It has become a orange ball and sunk into the deep sea!
        Oh! sun  where u have been gone
         The waves has become more sharp
         Making   new tunes
         Stars are now looking at  me  from the sky
         They   are glittering and shining
         In the blue   sky, in the company of moonlight   
         They are   the most beautiful things I have  seen
         Why the sky is moving from moon
         Is it the moon who is moving
         I am now truly relaxing
         With the company of blue sea and soft waves to soothe me
         I am looking at the full moon with lot of stars in the blue sky
         I  am having so much joy
         My legs are now ready to dance.
         I started to count the stars
         It was becoming more dark
         Even in the moon light, I can see the sea
         However,    I don’t  know her colour now 
         But  one thing I know  
         This is the  most beautiful   and cherishable evening of mine
         I loved it and enjoyed it
         This evening is my own
          It belongs to me
          I earned it!
          Thank u sea mother
          You  made a great difference to this day of mine
          I started to walk back to my home with a content smile!


         By Kishore  Kumar