Monday, 25 September 2017

Poetry 2017 Shortlist Gargi Mandal

Look Deep


Swimming, we are
in a Sea of Emotions.
Gasping for air,
And waddling our way through.

You nor I know
The depths of our origin,
But drowning we fear.
Thus every morrow,
Our backs are hunched,
And fingers calloused 
To keep our nose above water.

Unknown we are of fact,
That beads of sweat
Trickling down our own face
Is what is raging this sea.

The sea would wash us ashore;
Along with its benevolent heart
if only ours wasn’t all rusty.
If only we could see a shrine
In every person drowning in the sea.

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