Calm tides not so high,
Light blue water seems
touching the sky.
Tourists in groups
enjoy the soothing ambience,
some float joyously
in swimming dress.
Some enjoy walking
in the white beach sand.
Children engage themselves
in raising short-lived sheds.
Some derive the pleasure
of soft sun bath.
Some fully dressed
Some half dressed,
others bikini clad.
Close-by stands the
palatial Atlantic hotel.
A chain of other short
stay homes are there for
visitors to dwell.
Boats, small and large,
tall ships and a cruiser
I was viewing.
The scenic beauty of
the ocean is ineffable
but exulting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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