Waves sway in the rocky bay,
Sea in this small playground plays,
Such vastness engulfed amidst rising rays!
Father comes to the daughter from far away,
While, scattered, toyed, rocks lay
Numb to 'father-child' who gyrates,
And daughter’s lullaby exhilarates,
Sky, meanwhile, claps its cloudy array.
O visitor waves,
Existence-lorn, thou come
Here for a homely swash,
Peep playfully inside coastal caves,
Bring aquatic gifts for some,
Along with gusts of air fresh.
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