Poetry Type: Quatrain
Countless foot prints blossoms at the edge of the sea,
One over other strives for recognition and survival.
Many are thrown behind the creamy prints cunningly,
Visible prints sun bathing-waves assigned for their removal.
-Sudharsan Srinivasan
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Sudharsan @ viruvasan 
The sea is my favorite place to be. Thank you for the amazing poetry.
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Yeah,I could guess that from your blog!! Thanks for sharing your thoughts!!
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Photos. Too much poetry in my brain.
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Perennial Poet!! After reading your each poem I used to think what else this man didn’t experience….
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I have been writing for 40 years. You fall into a lot of messes living a long life.
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Great! That is exactly what my grandma used to say…
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