❝swaying my feet on the seashore
They call me playful and childish
Approaching the shore to touch your feet
To wave and wish
Love to approach anyone
The only habit for fun❞

❝Eyes laid on the house
Turn sideways to ensure that no one was around
With a giggle escaped from my mouth.
Moving towards it with my hands wiggling,
But soon it felt my touch, it came down wobbling.❞

❝There stood a girl with her feet buried in the sand,
Thought to approach her, greet her feet,
Saw her eyes, tears underneath.
She stood there for sometime, then bend over
I watched her for sometime, then went over❞

❝She was focused on her skills, shaping skills.
She yet made another beautiful house
I rushed toward the masterpiece that she fixed
Just to make the sand and myself mix
Feeling uneasy like a committed crime
I felt myself more salty when her tears mixed with mine...❞

~ The Beauty of Nature