Pearls of Nostalgia

Silence....so serene and calm
Making the heartbeats sound louder.
The sand loaded with softness
But facing the sea unbowed

I cast my eyes on the country roads
That give off an earthy aroma
Helping minds to lighten their stressful load .
And emulating the feel of Verona!

The swirling, twirling clouds above
Set off the country scene
If you drove those country roads
You would know just what I mean .

I relax in my breezy belvedere
To watch the glorious red sun,
I see the city pigeons veer,
I mark the tower sparrows run .

In the array of people I felt a whiff of air.
The sweet aroma of tender feelings spreading it's flare.
Was it someone whispering
Or just my thoughts retracting into a lair?

Then I turned around and looked near and far
I Spotted a smiling girl.
She said her name was 'childhood'
Holding in her hands was she
an oyster of nostalgic pearls!!!
Holding in her hands was she
an oyster of nostalgic pearls!!!

Maneesha Purandare
Alibag
23.12.17

Dedicated to all my friends and family who make this life worth living!

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