And the sand beneath tingled my feet whenever the waves wet them and left.
Again and again and again and again and again.
The green-blue-waves ~ So much like you, i thought.
I walked back with thoughts of building a castle.
Built a kappe goodu instead.
4 comments:
Aramane kattidru, samudradinda kappe barala. Kidding...but nice poetic streak.
Thanks sanjeev! :)
Read all your posts.. words from your fingertips weave a world apart.. keep it up.. waiting for more
Dont u think ur becoming a little too intellectual? Ur posts are becoming suspense stories with no characters :P
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