• akshayabobale 23w


    I was sitting on the sand like a stone
    The sea, the waves, the breeze
    Everything seemed at such an ease
    No signs of storm
    All the birds merry
    Not even a single granule of sand weary from the constant waves
    Going back and forth in the same oceans for ages
    Dispersing all the wordly philosophies to the Sages
    All of this wisdom
    All at once
    Yet I sat like stone
    Waiting to get blunt