On the edge of a fading shore
where the words were heard no more
they searched for it, and there it lay
trapped in ink, that vanishing rhyme.
Their tongue still stirred to speak
familiar, they tried
just lasting two seconds
they said the elders knew it well
so far and wide, they cast their spell.
A trembling man appeared at last
but silence stayed
as his tongue, too forgotten
was eroded and frayed.
About the Author
Meenakshy Balaraju is from Southern part of India, currently acquiring Interdisciplinary Studies Diploma at Selkirk College. She is a second-year student in Creative Writing. She is interested in writing and reading since childhood. Becoming a writer is her dream. You can always see her in the Campus with a smile on her face and book in hand!
