Cold Beach

The waves hit the sand and my feet-
With what it’s familiar and with what it’s not;
Confused between old and new.

The waves tingle my feet
And a star fish latches onto my skin.
It hurts but it’s stuck
Like the lull of a blue Monday morning.

The sky is grey, the air is cold.
My teeth clatter
But I don’t cover
My masochist devil.

Carry me away, wind.
Sink me in, sea.
I don’t want to exist in this pale old world.
It’s too boring, too weary, too lonely.

Step, step, step;
Shells hurt my soles.
Step, step, step;
Into the water. Cold –
Foams hit my feet and sand.

My feet wrinkled,but not as much
Wonder if they’re already addicted
To the cold and stand still.

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Bhavika Gupta

A girl who loves to read, day dream and scrutinize the lyrics of all kinds of songs. She aspires of doing something good in the world and loving herself. She is also a strong feminist, dedicated animal lover and will do anything to fight for the right cause.

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