Listening To The Sea – I

Listening To The Sea   I prose poem

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Every day every moment I come to the shore longing for you
and I go back disappointed without seeing you
I’m glad you asked me to talk to you
My waves speaks of the limitless desires I hold
Only a few reach the shore
while the rest gets washed by its own currents
But today when I saw you speaking to me
I open up myself to you and the sky above you
But the tears of the sky fall as rain
Tears of Joy because I finally found you
But as you turn yourself from me and walk away
The tears of joy turns to unbridled suffering
Do not turn yourself away from me
For I have always longed for you
But am being pulled by my own currents within
So can’t hold myself longing for you too long..

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Anitha Babu

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Dont want to brag about myself,am just a bundle of habits like writing,reading,cook,travel,long drive,being close to nature,munch good food, listening to Carnatic music,do something for the people than living for self.Trying to know who am I ?... Ha ha ha... Am just a bundle of habits like reading,writing,working,eating,sleeping,travelling,driving,meditation,like to do things/activities which involve people and also seeking solitude to understand self better.
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