Sand in my Shoes
Walking on the beach
gathered fist full of sand
in my shoes
Pensive I walked on
This sand is what scattered
virgin laughter of tiny tots
Sand in which toes wriggled
receiving her first kiss
The sand that soaked blood of
many a men of valour
The sand that received the foot prints of
Rabindranath Tagore
this beloved beach of his
Foot prints of my wife
looking for faunal diversity
Sand form the fields of toiling farmers
washed in from the run off
May be granules of Dinosaurs
May be star dust from
million light years
May be molecules of our
beloved departed
I walk back
Orange Sun dipping
into the sea
Micro seconds before
The Sun said
“Son keep the sand”
K.V. Radhakrishnan
Walking on the beach
gathered fist full of sand
in my shoes
Pensive I walked on
This sand is what scattered
virgin laughter of tiny tots
Sand in which toes wriggled
receiving her first kiss
The sand that soaked blood of
many a men of valour
The sand that received the foot prints of
Rabindranath Tagore
this beloved beach of his
Foot prints of my wife
looking for faunal diversity
Sand form the fields of toiling farmers
washed in from the run off
May be granules of Dinosaurs
May be star dust from
million light years
May be molecules of our
beloved departed
I walk back
Orange Sun dipping
into the sea
Micro seconds before
The Sun said
“Son keep the sand”
K.V. Radhakrishnan
A very magnificent(monomugdhokor) writing!!I am charmed by your writing.It remembered me past days,its fun,the innocence and those playful times.And now I run the business of best crossfit shoes 2016 ,but my those days are gone.
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