On
the beach I watch
All
shapes and sizes in my eyes
The
colours make the day under the sun
Sunbathing
feeling the oneness
Under
the bright sunlight
Sometimes
the wind caressing by
I
watch the lazy waves
Waving
with its tiring ripples
Drawing
pattern wriggling it through
Touching
the shores of sand and stones
Slowly
the ripples disappear for a while
The
falling leaves on the water
Floating
lazily without its souls
Dying
and floating away to its destination
It
doesn't know where it will be
It
makes patterns on the sleeping waves
On
the beach I watch
The
half naked women laze in the sun
The
boyfriends or husbands never say a word
They
let the sun poking its rays right on
And
the wind doesn't want to stay behind
Caressing
the naked bodies laughing in its whirring sound
On
the beach I watch
Drug
addicts smoking grass
Eyes
glow watching the naked souls
Tempting
eyes and minds aglow
But
who will say it is wrong?
It
is in the open beach
Only
the narrow minded people will say
But
who cares on the beach?
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