The boat in me
The boat in me happily stranded on the shore
Other boats give me company — are they like me?
I look quite like a scene; people photograph me
Couples sit near me talking of love
I appear quite scenic in the evenings
I look towards the sea and find boats on the shore
I have to go there, into the sea
I am made for the sea
But I do not wish to go
I like the warmth of the sand
The warmth of the wet sand beckons me
But how long can I sit on the shore?
Whether to go or not to go into the sea
The sun sets as I keep thinking
Everyone will be home and it will be time to sleep
The sun will rise again
I may make up my mind to go into the sea
Till then I lay happily stranded on the shore
Don’t know about the other boats lying next to me
Written by Suresh Iyer
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