Seaside Poems Novels & Stories

Habang nasa biyahe, nadaanan nila ang isang seaside restaurant sa tabi ng kalsada. Nakatayo ito sa gilid ng dagat, kung saan tanaw ang kumikislap na alon at maririnig ang banayad na hampas ng tubig habang hinihipan ng malamig na simoy ng hangin ang paligid. Napatingin doon si Cassandra, halatang naakit sa lugar. Mula sa labas, tanaw niya ang mga seafood platter at inihaw na lamang-dagat na inihahain sa mga mesa.

It is a spectacle that transforms the mundane into the extraordinary, a reminder of the awe-inspiring wonders that nature graciously bestows upon us. The rhythmic melody of crashing waves is the soundtrack of the beachline, a soothing lullaby that whispers tales of distant lands and ancient mysteries. With each wave that rolls ashore, a new chapter of the ever-evolving narrative is written in the sands of time. The dance of the tide leaves behind intricate patterns, a transient artistry that mirrors the transient nature of life itself.

"You’re beautiful, just like the sunset. The sunset is beautiful isn't it?" I shook my head. "Mr. Zake, don't say that. The sunset is beautiful, isn't it? In poetry, that phrase means 'goodbye.' It’s sad." "So you love poetry?" he chuckled. "Let’s go to the boat. Let's explore the sea." We boarded the small ship. As we reached the middle of the water, the whales breached and the waves crashed against the hull. I felt Zake stand behind me. His breath brushed my skin his lips touched my temple.

Hindi niya maiwasang sunod-sunod na singhapin ang napakasariwang hangin. The evening breeze is so cool and refreshing! You can hear the waves gently lapping at the sand while seagulls glide overhead. The air is filled with the wonderful scents of saltwater and tropical flowers, making this moment feel perfect. Masaya na sana si Deiah nang masagi ng kaniyang mga mata ang mga magkakasintahang naglalakad. "Mali ka yata ng pinagdalhan sa akin. Maling surprised 'to. This is a dating place for couples!" Aniya nito na mag pagkadismaya sa kaniyang mukha.

Kagaya lang din pala sa dagat na kalmado pero may kasunod na delubyo. Naramdaman ko pa ang paglandas ng mga luha ko sa aking pisngi bago ako tuluyang nawalan ng malay.

She shines like a goddess, divine and rare, Barefoot on sand with salt in the air. I laugh as I hold her, my joy fully shown, Grateful the tides led her heart to my own. (Chorus:) When our lips meet softly, the noise fades away, In that kiss, I’m certain, no doubt, no delay. I whisper “I love you” a thousand times more, Between hugs and laughter along the shore. I’ll wife her up one day, my promise, my plan, So her heart is forever with me, her man.

I slightly nudge the sand beneath my fit. Whatever that necklace was, I shouldn't have touched it. I looked above the sky, it was a bruised violet, bleeding out like an open wound, while the ocean lunged at the shore with ink-black waves and foam like bared teeth. Every retreat of the tide made a grinding growl, as if the sea were trying to drag the land into the deep. The wind was a cold, salt-heavy lash that whipped my hair across my eyes. It whistled through the jagged rocks—a hollow, mourning sound that felt like a secret whispered into my ear.

MADALING-ARAW pa lang sa baybaying bahagi ng Singapore nang dahan-dahang buksan ni Talia ang malapad na bintana ng maliit na seaside villa. Pumasok ang maalat na simoy ng dagat, malamig, presko, at tahimik. Sa harap niya ay walang katapusang asul ng karagatan. May ilang maliliit na bangkang pangisda sa malayo, dahan-dahang gumuguhit sa tubig sa ilalim ng unang liwanag ng araw. Kalmado ang paligid. Halos walang ingay ng siyudad na para bang hiwalay sa mundo.

#FD18 || Bethylia Monteamor My unruly senses suddenly had their ceasefire after watching the calm waves moving back and forth on the seaside. My bare feet are now wet by the salt water touching it unconsciously as the waves comes after me - trying to run towards me but can't because it has its own boundary. A boundary that couldn't be overreach.

Sobrang tingkad ng dagat dahilan para klaro ang mga isdang lumalangoy maging ang mga nabubuhay sa karagatan katulad ng mga snails at maliliit na alimasag, ang puting buhangin na siyang sumasayaw sa bawat marahang hampas ng alon. “You’re like a chaos on an approaching night, Sera,” he continued, his voice soft but heavy with meaning. “Unpredictable, wild, and breathtaking. You make people stop and stare, unsure whether to be captivated by your beauty or overwhelmed by the storm you carry within. You’re a mix of light and shadow, serenity and turbulence. And just like the sunset, you mark the end of something but promise the start of something new—something unforgettable.”