Amidst cheers in the wooden stands
The waves erupt on the fickle shore
And clap with their chapped palms
One wave clashed with another
To applaud what unfurls at the horizon
The drops that now glitter at infinity
Held arms together at the shore
Sometime back which was not long ago
Together we had preserved the bubbles
And crossed the white sands in our pranks
Now the dazzle of sun towards horizon
Blindfolds the eye that has stayed back
Lost in wilderness of rudderless waves
While the tides have pushed the margins
Far beyond what the oars can muster
For the shoulders that froze on shore
Struggle to applaud from the wooden rafts
That had resonated for the now lost me
Sometime back that feels like long ago
My drops remain stranded on the muddy shore
Trapped in the whirlpool of ripples
Awaiting for a sigh of stooping breeze
To pick the sandy drops to filtering clouds
And spray the mist beyond the infinite horizon.
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