Wave

I stood there motionless

feeling the breath of the wind

on my face

and the sounds echoing in my mind.

I looked down at my feet

the water at the tip of my toes

the sand grasping my feet

the sky seemed like it froze.

I saw a wave making its way

towards the shore

I saw it drag itself

I felt it roar.

It came away from the ocean

yet seconds later it pulls back in

going back where it belongs

back to the waters within.

I stood there motionless once again

feeling the kiss of the wind on my face

waiting for the next wave to attack

and fall back with grace.

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By Tarushi

Poetry

Tarushi Parashar View All →

Hi! I am a 13-year-old currently studying in the Netherlands. For 5 years, I was studying in London and moved to India for some time in July 2019. First of all, I love playing the western flute and have been playing for quite a few years now. Playing and also, listening to music is definitely my passion. Some sports I enjoy playing are badminton, netball, swimming, football, cricket (these are the top 5!). Ok, so let’s talk about poetry. I wrote my first poem in a primary school in England and this inspired me to start writing poems on WordPress. Some of my recent poems are about global issues such as climate change, depression, bullying etc. Writing poetry is another passion of mine…so, check out my poems on WordPress. I don’t know what else I could say here so, hope you love my poems…..happy reading!!

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