Fantasy land
In a coastal haven, a small beach town unfolds,
Where names are known, in warmth and tales retold.
Away from city's roar, tranquility is found,
Love and serenity, a comforting surround.
Upon the shore, devoid of sunbathers' claim,
Fishermen prepare, their boats in silent aim.
Seated on the sand, hear waves weave rhythmic lore,
My castle dreams, footprint-less on the shore.
Miles on the beach, where tides play their game,
In the evening, hues shift, a vibrant flame.
Sea's treasures glisten, shells on sandy reach,
Under the night, stars and Moon gently teach.
Drowsing 'neath skies, dark and infinite,
Roosters croon, melodies sweet and exquisite.
Dawn unfurls, sun's rays a morning grace,
Simple breakfast, coconut water's embrace.
Afternoon by the pond, cows and people wade,
Lotus and lilies, a visual serenade,
In my dreamland, a sanctuary grand,
I yearn for the haven, my feet in the sand.
Copyright ©
Jay Narain
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