Blue Ocean
S Priyadarshini *
Ripples of frothing water coming towards the sand,
Ripples of the vast ocean in the horizon,
Like a mat on the ground,
The ocean that stretches far and far,
Of something which is infinite,
One thing which is infinite,
As if it speaks of love which is infinite,
Come I will accept you with open arms and infinite love.
The moon shining above the ripples of water,
Its silvery image in the ripples of water,
Like lone artist has put a stroke of silver paint in the water,
Like a romantic night of lovers,
Like a gloomy night of ghosts.
The sitting sun reflected in the ripples of water,
The golden rays giving golden hues to the water underneath,
Sparkling and sparkling with the ripples
* Poem written by S Priyadarshini for The Sangai Express
This poem was webcasted on 19 September 2018.
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