When the world
begins to close in on me
I walk to the beach,
not too far away.
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A beautiful crafting of a pictureous sea beach Where a disturbed mind is in search of peace and a befitting comparison of the sounding waves with a maiden's anklets chime.... really enjoyed.
beyond one can fly for there beyond to reach and may be not for us to love the word Birds may fly there here we are not missing the love beyond poetryu
a beautiful poem and I enjoyed reading it, though the disturbed state of one person and the joyous side of another one are written in two different stanzas with the philosophical conclusion..
On the Beach is a Great poem and in the concluding lines a lovely analogy of the waves to the eternal flux of life is alluring! Enjoyed !
excellent poem. beach can brng us fantstic experiences a true source of rejuvenation and inspiration
Well pened Valsa, I liked the second stanza very much and the last stanza closed it perfectly.
We hate congestion which strains.So the wide beach gives pleasure that you beautifully sprayed in this poem.
Excellently penned poem Valsa, I luv the last stanza. Siya_! !
The waves advancing and receding like wise poet reminds the eternal flux of life-Sea and seashore are inspiring always.
Movement of the waves on the beach is eternal. Nice poem. Thank you.
Madam Valsa, tread on the beach alone And devour the beauty of the waves from a distance.. Never venture into water far off the eternity And the mirages of love as the tsunamies Of the depths unknown to bards and mermaids May soon rush to the shore pretentious. A lovely poem that speaks of an innocent maiden`s mind
This is wonderful writing.Comparing sounds of the waves with chiming of anklets is great imagery.Liked it.
The poem so nicely pens an alluring image of eternity as experienced on a beach. Well done Valsa.10.
love - eternal flux, good write, thanks. Please read my poems and vote.
A fantastic expression has been made on beach that gives immense pleasure. I cite.... The sea shore ever alluring and new yet never changing sprawls before me. A balm to tired minds! The chilly breeze blowing, the jets of water dispersing in smoky spray, Thanks for sharing this gem.10