Caved in the arch of blue tides,
Ears resounding with the din of the waves,
Heart re-reverberating with the majesty of the ocean-----
Care, I long for a day; just a day...
To be there all along,
Soaring high and gliding down along with their power
From the morn that lits the horizon
Till dusk that shades the end behind me-
I long to be there, just for a day;
To see the vast blue surge high.
It purges my thoughts but ties my words deep...
1 comment:
oceans has long been used as symbols for almost every human feeling. i guess it is the most anthropomorphed piece of nature, all in all.
this poem sinks the ocean neat and deep into the little cloister of your thoughts that you had always held back from us. i feel you are getting to express yourself in fresher terms these days, in these poems at least.
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