My apologies. I found your comment in my spam folder. But, better late than never. I like your response to the chaotic sea. I used to go to the seashore and let myself feel the waves, and the turbulence. It was somehow soothing. I find the same in your poem,
The wild ocean calls to our wild spirits.............I love this, Purba!
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of likening a woman to the sea. Great write!
ReplyDeletea nice healing in resonance, luv this craft
ReplyDeleteThanks for droppinng in to read mine
Purba
much love...
What a marvelous mirror to a soul, this poem, that wild ocean!
ReplyDeleteIntriguing piece, warm greetings.
ReplyDeleteTo have that messy, chaotic, beauty within is magical, perfect for a poet & now I'm thinking of Sunil-Shakti...beautiful Purba...
ReplyDeleteOnce we respected the sea, perhaps we all should be all visiting the sea and thanking her for keeping us alive. That wouldn't be crazy at all!
ReplyDeleteSometimes it is good to be beautifully chaotic!
ReplyDeleteIt's great to embrace our own natures. :-)
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Amazing piece, and I love the last line very much "She is beautifully chaotic".
ReplyDeleteAs a woman, even I am naturally drawn to aquatic hues...so beautifully penned. Fascinating. Purba.... :)
ReplyDeleteI certainly enjoy reading your work, Purba.
ReplyDeleteEveryone needs somewhere to let oneself free.
ReplyDeleteMy apologies. I found your comment in my spam folder. But, better late than never. I like your response to the chaotic sea. I used to go to the seashore and let myself feel the waves, and the turbulence. It was somehow soothing. I find the same in your poem,
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Loved the phrase beautifully chaotic buddy!
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