Violent Waves

Photo (c) Danne 


A broken chair by the sea side
An ache in heart, unexplainable
Tears that refuse to flow
And smile, lost somewhere amidst the violence
I, like the many around, watch helplessly
As the violent waves encroach upon the shore
The terror gripping the mind
The loss, unfathomable
Frustration, finding an escape route in words
Blame it all on this one or that...
Broken chair, just like a broken heart
Unrepairable damage, tears of an innocent child
Like the termites -
Feeding on the wood of the broken chair
Numerous questions feed on the restless minds...
Terminate the questions or
At least find the answers
Mend the broken chair or let it be forgotten
Gulped down by the encroaching violent waves
The disturbing facts, which destroys all that matters.
Poem inspired by above image

Comments

  1. Very nicely written... and welcome back!!
    :o)
    REY!

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  2. So much pain!

    Beautifully versed :)

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  3. Hi, glad you are back. Hope you are doing fine.
    Well written poem. So much of pain.
    Take care, Arti.

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  4. Broken chair abandoned by the seaside where violent waves hitting the shore. Strong analogy. A heavy stuff.

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  5. i see this place updated and am even not late :D
    Beautully versed.. wish i could write poetry that easily! :)

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  6. Yes, Sameera ...
    though we all get busy with living life, the pain remains deep down...

    Thanks
    GBU
    Arti

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  7. Thanks, Venus 66.
    Yes, I am fine and still a bit busy but I wanted to come back!

    Like I said, the pain remains deep down...



    GBU
    Arti

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  8. Thank you, Cyclop.
    I just tried to express what I was feeling all these days!


    GBU
    Arti

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  9. Yes you are on time, Lena :)
    and
    as far as I know your poems are good
    and seem to come easily ... from the heart!

    and
    thanks



    GBU
    Arti

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