Shore

My footprints on sand

have been long washed off

by the cold waves that rush

towards the shore

Still I find traces of me

in the creases of time

ambling places that

I had once cherished

The sound of that sea

has settled at the back

of my mind &

the salty breeze

lingers back

to my tongue

Today I replay the scenes

& retrace my steps.

Here I go.

So you’ll find me

sitting at the side of

that shore.

– Kamakshi Verma