An umbrella being dragged at the day's end.
A seagull churns its wings,
avoiding sunlight,
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Nice poem. One can catch the flavour of the beach. But 'palor' should be spelt 'pallor', and you need the long dash between seashells-caverns, like this: seashells - caverns. The last line is excellent.
wow..pink beach..i longed to visit it one day..but wait..its not me running after the blown seductive garment...anyway...i just want to carve a smile in your face...nice poem my dear...i like the last line...when the ocean roared because of stolen property...i believe literally its true...