The Sticky Sea Of Shy The sea of shy, the sticky sea. I was swimming in the sticky sea of shy. Not for fun, not to learn. My only intention was to prevent, A scene of others, seeing my nakedness. A big wave came, another after. I was pushed to the shore, I had no cloth. All of them wore browny clothes. They didn't look at me, nor did they care. Why I wondered, standing under the searing Sun. Today I know, they are naked too. Brown mud on my body, is dried too. ©Santhosha V #The sticky sea of shy
