Things I Love

Things I Love

Eeriness of silent night,
The sound of the tidal waves crushing against the rock
To walk over the foot prints on the beach
To see if I could fit in

No story is symmetrical
Each story has its own twists and plots;
The sound of a laughter
Contradicts the silent cry
That couldn’t be heard

Castles build on the sand,
Getting washed away in a pulse
Yet again, another one is built
Like a constant battle

Holding every ounce of it,
So gracefully
The sand and the beach
Are the things I love.

 

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Nikita Agarwal

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