Ocean In Me Poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla

Ocean In Me

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Ocean is hidden
At the core of my heart
Its wrinkled surface
Is on my aged skin.

Thoughts of waves
Hit repeatedly
Rocks on the shore
Laying bare the mind.

Lying on the sand
In hot noon sun
I got turned into
Baked eggplant*.

Who can isolate
The ocean in me?
The ocean inside's
Broader and deeper.

*'eggplant' is also called 'brinjal' in many countries

Sunday, March 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: ocean
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In his poem 'The Eagle' the great poet Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892) had the beautiful line 'The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls'. That gave me the inspiration to use 'wrinkled surface' in this poem.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ramesh Rai 19 March 2014

Waves of thoughts are overflowing my soul

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Valsa George 17 March 2014

There is an ocean within each one of our mind. Waves of thoughts never cease.... sometimes turbulent.... sometimes calm ! Who can measure the depth and width of human mind! Nice comparison! !

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