Oh Those Sweet Little Monsters

Oh Those Sweet Little Monsters short poem

Photo by R. Mitra

I like watching those tiny tots at the beach.
It’s kind of listening to the ballads.
Like the slow build up when someone strums up,
They come, holding on to the li’l finger of
Parents or rather these days
Mostly, grandparents.
Casting eyes here and there
Kicking sand everywhere..
Now you see them tugging
On the hands and command “come come”.
It’s a joy to watch them trot
Around wriggly giggly beaming at
Everyone and amused at
Themselves, mainly.

And then, cued on a crescendo,
They would just take off,
Leaving the hapless parents on a
Chasing spree spreading
Cheers and sunshine around.
Like spirits sans shackles,
Lifting above far and beyond.

This poem is part of the Poetry Book Songs of a Solitary Tree: Graphical Verses of Sublime Snippets

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Arun M Sivakrishna

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A reluctant writer and a sunday photographer. Recently published a collection of poems "Songs Of A Solitary Tree". Writes in English and malayalam
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Laya Sarath

Aww so wonderful 🙂

Shamala Chandran

Sweet little monster…cant live with nor live without. adding so much colour to our life… 🙂


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