Blind

I walk on this seaface
I can hear his whispers

I can feel shine
on half face

wind trying to tell me
about the crowd

the kids around me
and happy couple's grace

I can hear sounds
of distant streamers

my hand can feel
touch of unknown scarf

but un worried about
finding a 'you'
my feet know my path

I walk this seaface
for nosake, no fate
cause I see only dark

sandip