Seashells buried in the sand,
white horses dancing to and fro,
wind pushing past the coiling waves,
and coconut trees flapping with the breeze.
Golden sand sprawled over the coast,
aquamarine waters rearing in and out,
multi-coloured corals dancing with the fish,
and nothing more phenomenal to perceive
other than the shoals of fish.
- One of my best! Can't believe I was so small when I wrote this!
By HasiVA
3th December 2007
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Ink On Paper
PoetryThis is a collection of my poems. None of them are arranged in any particular order, but the dates are recorded, so I would advice considering my age when I wrote these. Enjoy! =D