Idyllic Haven-W
I listen on the beach to the cascading waves,
Slapping, tossing the sand pebbles,
Creating, swishing, swashing sounds,
I hear hissing, rustling sounds in the caves.
I see some gliding fishing boats everywhere,
The seagulls soaring, gliding in the air here,
On the horizon floating ships still further,
Surfers trying to get rides on the waves here.
I watch people running strolling and sunning,
The sun is to set on the horizon advancing,
With a promise to rise anew tomorrow,
Like the human ambitions and desires grow.
I notice the crabs scurry somewhere to hide,
The scooping pelicans with mouthful of fish alongside,
Water receding leaving the smooth bed of sand,
All sounds now receding to its minimum end.
Come, Grace, let us get away from the turmoil,
It is the time for us to be in tranquility to coil?
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Twelfth Placement
Contest: Viva Vacation
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