The Stormy Sea

The Stormy Sea short poem

The sea is stormy
Like my mind,
The tide of thoughts
Ebbs and flows
Just like the waves
That lashes the shore.

My thoughts are wild
The sea is stormy
Neither can be contained
Within their periphery
But have to flow
With the tide
And break upon the shore

I sit down on the cool shore
Calming my thoughts
With the soothing stillness of the waters
Skimming the shore
As they flow to meet
The mighty ocean of my mind.

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Interesting metaphors contained in this verse @Josephine_Fernandes where the mind is likened to THE STORMY SEA

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