Final Thoughts By The Sea

Up in the sky,
a vision of twinkling stars
made him wander,
near the sea.
He took off the load
down his shoulder,
of good memories and tears:

He thought of
his day as a boy,
waiting for summer
flying his best kite
lying like a child close to his mother,
the grumbling of his father.

The love for his wife
all that happiness she gave
the grief he shared with his children,
when she died.

Then the roaring waves thumped
the moment on the sand feared by all
but not by his heart’s thick wall.
He touched his skin cold
and felt his stiff bones
his cold body
was then left by his warm soul.

by Rohitash Chandra

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