Sea beach

Zuma Beach, Malibu

I sit down on the cold sand bed 

of this unfamiliar sea beach,

Nostalgic about the beach back home,

I realize, wherever we may be,

We are all drunk in the essence of our nation,

And this hangover shall never go.

This poem is submitted to the following challenges-
#A to Z April Challenge 2015 
#Ultimate Blog Challenge April 2015 
#Write Tribe Pro Blogger Challenge April 2015
#NaPoWriMo April 2015

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Poem © Copyright Salvwi Prasad (POETICbug)