POEM
My mind is a sea
sometimes cool, tranquil and quiet.
Sometimes the same
sea boils, roars and turns violent
depending upon my
fluctuating moods.
With the sun rising,
with the landscape peaceful
cool breeze flows
from the sea
which is pleasant during morning times.
With the sun moving
slowly and gradually to the west
the sea turns hot-tempered
and boils under the blazing sun
and roars with rolls of waves
lashing their heads
on the rocks on the shore and retreat.
And return to the sea-shore
with more vigour, anger and strength.
My mind at times
evolves into a violent sea
when something unpleasant,
inviting wrath gets on my nerves.
True, my mind is a sea or like a sea
it all depends upon my fluctuating moods….
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