The pearl beach

the three of us now dazed
in the late afternoon mire
decided to walk down the beach
a seamless beauty.. i was going to see
Now absorbed by constant to and fro..
thoughts poured like swarm of bees
the utmost vulnerable sections of our mind
driven by whatever we could find
to drink and fill our sacks
so the journey could last for a while

one, drooping over the luscious flowers...
or the clouds made patterns in your eyes
sometimes startled by play full fields
and the water flowing down...
Would deviate your path every now and then..
Until you captured every moment..
Where memories fails to play a part..

Hopping up and down was other..
his bare foot caressing pieces of land
softly squishing and dancing to his voice...
Notes fell like dew..
Tenderly waking the morning flower

recollecting every piece every spot
from wandering way too far...my mind
now stuck on one and two
counted each step we took
Withholding every thought every moment
from crumbling the joy of time

After walking an hour or two
there came a distant land
dabbled with green flora
and the scent of disconnected sand
Followed the infinte ocean
where images merged with water..
not a sound or soul

i stood in reclusive awe
as the wave emerged undaunted
and washed over, with every drop
slipped like sand all my wisdom
now scattered in the vaunt

the shells must still be there
lost so long now a wave must have
driven them to dry sand