Written By Ankita Srinivasan (Grade 10)


I was right there, standing on the shore,

With the tides rising and falling as a relentless chore.

Wave upon wave striking hard at the rocks,

The sun beams on water shimmering like golden crocks.

The wind blowing strong was salty and sweet,

Caressing my face like a wonderful treat.

I looked at the endless sea, unable to breath free,

For a marvellous sight had been bestowed just for me.

I walked along the shore, on the golden beach,

The stroll left me as content as eating a sweet peach.

The peace I felt was far above me,

So I just sat there and let it be. 


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Ankita Srinivasan
Hey! I am Ankita Srinivasan. I live in Chennai, India, and I am an avid reader and love writing. I spend most of my free time with my story books and consider them to be my best friends. I love exploring, debating, acting and playing any sport that involves going out and playing.

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