As he walked by the shore...

As he walked by the shore
Hearing the roaring of waves
In the darkest night
Enjoying the beauty of sea
It’s waves that raised high
And which touched the shore
Along with Oyster shells
Which were scattered
All over sand
The gentle breeze
Swept his face
Which gave him bliss
Which turned his
Tender heart filled
With deepest sadness
To a heart with excitement
His memories paced through past
He remembered
His small hands locked into
His mother’s as he walked
In the sand,
He remembered
His small hands that
Learnt fishing
Taught by father
He could sense the smell
Of his loneliness
He again saw the waves
Which now raised to a limit
And back into sea
If it had been in its limit
On that day!!
The dreadful day when
Sea which had been
Mother of living
Took thousand of lives into her bed
Leaving many orphan
In this world
Including him
Who is just expecting
His life would be colorful again…