I am all alone late evening
bye the sea shore on a beach.
People have left after the sunset
Gulls have gone to their nests except
a lonely one out of the pack is flying
clamouring near the shore.
In a two storey condo near the beach, I see
a shadow behind the only lit window,
all dark elsewhere in the house. I wonder
who is that person, doing what alone
at this hour in the house.
Next moment the silhouette moves.
The light is out. It's dark and still.
Early to bed? The date has come waiting
downstairs in the drive? Out for dinner?
Mom crying downstairs in pain for meds?
A myriad of things. I don't know.
But life goes on as it does
whether you live in a million
dollar condo on a beach or down
near the street under a bridge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ravi, such an interesting thoughts👍👍👍