Sea Story - Meghnaa Sonkar (list of e readers TXT) 📗

He played with the sands
And scooped up the seashells
I smiled at his naivete
And brushed the gravel off his shoulders.

His arms against mine
Is soothing and sweet
Beyond love there is nothing
But for love we meet

Many years from now
When his picture has faded
from my memory's list
I'll preserve the golden smoulders...

Text: Meghnaa Sonkar
Images: Meghnaa Sonkar
Editing: Meghnaa Sonkar
Translation: Meghnaa Sonkar
Publication Date: 03-01-2013

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