a word a sea

One after another

I pluck the words

that move in the passing wind

and throw them into the sea.

The words that float and disappear

on the withdrawing waves

raise again as light

on the distant boats.

Only the word that reaches

the setting sun

gets dissolved in

the evening sea.

The sea that spills over

in the failing light

puts forth

a small poem.

Then by waking up

as one star after another

the universe

starts reading it.

,..

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like how you used the sea. The sea had been my motivation to write for a long time. Words can be like the sea. Vast numbers of words for us to use. I like the flow of thoughts leading to the good ending. I hope words become part of all things. Would be sad for words to be lost to the sea and the wind. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Swaroop Manikandan]

Very true that it is at the sea and amidst the mad-rush of words that I lose myself often...

[Gurleen Saluja]

Well penned.. It was pleasure reading sir :)

[Namrata]

I love the metaphor you use here. You're a wonderful writer.

[Swaroop Manikandan]

Thanks my friend...

[Dianna Sartin]

beautifully written. loved it,

[Swaroop Manikandan]

Thanks Dianna for the read and review...

[Girl With A Pen]

I enjoyed this poem. "The sea that spills over in the failing light" My favorite line. Great descriptive word choice

[Swaroop Manikandan]

Thanks pal for the review...

[The Quill]

Superb, what an imagination :) loved it

[Swaroop Manikandan]

Thanks Quill for the read and review...

[Matching Socks]

Beautifully written and very unique poem.
Enjoyed it very much.

[Swaroop Manikandan]

Thanks Ance for stopping by and the lovely comment.

[priya]

the poem was so mesmerizing that i felt like reading it again and again. :)

[Swaroop Manikandan]

Thank you Priya for the read and review :-)

[priya]

you are welcome Swaroop :)