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I love the way the Sea comes rolling in Towards me And all I can do is lower my arms Helplessly To gather these cherubic expressions Toddlers and young ones so full Of spontaneity And I take them to my breast Grateful for the unfailing love of their greetings They know me I am them, of them, for them Born on this land of golden sand & sun Naura of the ancient, Kannur in present times And here I am with these watery rings Waltzing around me In great camaraderie Tempting to go deeper, further in To feel the water boulders slam The shores shoulder And the wet soggy sand Hauled like sheets of golden veils With each ebb of the waves Caving into large hideouts Known only to my curling toes I love the way the Sea comes Wave after wave elbowing their way Towards me Cornering me from all sides They are so full of glee Like pups of Portugues water dogs They want to play games of frisbee With me thrown about in the air Riding the highs to the sky As though on a giant trampoline Full of exuberance of the teens Wave after wave wearing high on their crowns curly filigreed milky white veils Finally they settle down To shy bridal countenance All the while twirling about In coquettish stance From the corner of my eyes I see them drawing near Echoing the turbulence inside And I stretch my arms to gather the varying cadence of tiny wavelets Ushering in whispered nothing's Beneath the crash of the giants At the threshold of this blessed land ----- Seema Kj ©SeemaKJayaraman 2 Jun 2022 Kannur Payyambalam
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Nov 18, 2024
Nov 18, 2024 at 9:47 PM UTC
Sea
I love the way the Sea comes rolling in Towards me And all I can do is lower my arms Helplessly To gather these cherubic expressions Toddlers and young ones so full Of spontaneity And I take them to my breast Grateful for the unfailing love of their greetings They know me I am them, of them, for them Born on this land of golden sand & sun Naura of the ancient, Kannur in present times And here I am with these watery rings Waltzing around me In great camaraderie Tempting to go deeper, further in To feel the water boulders slam The shores shoulder And the wet soggy sand Hauled like sheets of golden veils With each ebb of the waves Caving into large hideouts Known only to my curling toes I love the way the Sea comes Wave after wave elbowing their way Towards me Cornering me from all sides They are so full of glee Like pups of Portugues water dogs They want to play games of frisbee With me thrown about in the air Riding the highs to the sky As though on a giant trampoline Full of exuberance of the teens Wave after wave wearing high on their crowns curly filigreed milky white veils Finally they settle down To shy bridal countenance All the while twirling about In coquettish stance From the corner of my eyes I see them drawing near Echoing the turbulence inside And I stretch my arms to gather the varying cadence of tiny wavelets Ushering in whispered nothing's Beneath the crash of the giants At the threshold of this blessed land ----- Seema Kj ©SeemaKJayaraman 2 Jun 2022 Kannur Payyambalam
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seema-k-jayaraman
F/Mumbai
Nov 18, 2024
Nov 18, 2024 at 9:47 PM UTC
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