A evening on the beach.

the unwavering zephyr flowing across the lake,
makes a hair fall on my face.

the gathering clouds on the horizon,
gives a solicitude look on the buddy beside..
sitting on the sand, hands folded in unison.

"hope it doesn't rain tonight...
I have to settle a few scores
before the water unleashes from heaven side."

the scattered clouds makes the mountain top gloomy,
the fall of few droplets and faded light
 makes the surrounding all the more hazy.

the fluttering of clothes soothes my body,
it blocks the way to shelter,
making our foot all the more heavy.

the wind turning intense with passage of time,
making the trees dance on their way,
with the leaves  shattered all across the bay.

getting inside I gave a sigh of relief,
but there's lot of sand all over my sleeve.


                                                                        -----x-----


                                                     prompted for - jingle poetry