There Once Was A Windless Beach


There once was a windless beach; calm indeed
That never lay complaints of wavering sea, 
But enjoys its gentle ebb's flow cum speed-
With freedom's depth not battling justice fee. 

Pretense not its trait, 
Either run love or walk hate-
Never change its state. 

There once was a nut tree at water edge:
Its sitting roots are firmly deep down soil, 
Though enjoying the beach's windless breeze pledge, 
Yet wants a test of storm on its roots' spoil

Awaiting beach's wretch...
Leaping on swollen phlegm's sketch,
While not once so stretch.

There once was a delightful sensation, 
Every moment is glad to enjoy whole...
But its windless trait force adaptation,
And make it hard to play many a role.

Sometimes one forgets, 
What beach feels to bring on sweats...
Being windless brings threats. 

There once was a faint breeze drives that do dive;
Wavering in silence of calm atmosphere, 
But deserves what such nature's setups thrive... 
Which remains still cum fun to persevere. 

Sometimes night is hot, 
While day; a seeming cool spot
But of same calm knot. 

There once was a lofty romantic pace, 
That watery slope never slip off its trace.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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