I have a little bunglow, sea facing
From its corridor, viewing of sea is worth seeing.
Thousands of tourists come here to have her nice call
To the vast sea of the Bay of Bengal.
From morn to night I do have a seat in front of my corridor
I do hear the sound of the big waves break down on the sea shore.
It's a wonderful sight full of good cheers
Someone comes in a group, someone with pair.
After finishing the golden view of sunrise
Wearing sunglass and dresses of half size.
With a volleyball in hands so many boony girls are making fun
Many nice guys having fine moustaches are lying in the sun.
Big ships come and go into the deep ocean
Little trollers are using to catch fishes by the fishermen.
Colourful balloons are flying in the air by infants
On the sea shore horse running is a game of huge excitement.
Some pairs are swimming with the dancing waves, exposing frontal nudity
At times I do shut my eyes for the cause of obscenity.
At the time of setting sun in the east
It seems the sun sinks into deep ocean, taking a life risk!
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Diary of Love
PoetryIt's my third story book of poetry. Love is the condition of solidarity. Love remains active, alive in the heart of a person who does not bear negetive attitude! In the fray of pure and holy relation, love demands no retribution. Love should be fair...
