।।The River।।
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I came from the sunny valleys
And sought for the open sea.
For I thought in its gray expanses
My peace would come to me.

I came at last to the ocean
And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the windless valleys,
"Be kind and take me back!"

But the thirsty tide ran inland.
And the salt waves drank of me.
And I who was fresh as the rainfall
Am bitter as the sea.

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#thesea #random #microtale

A long, high pitched moan, which was more like a wail, sounded in the distance. A wall rose in the horizon.

And then, the sea came for him.

Like it promised, it took away everything he held dear, and left everything his money could buy.

The sea won, as it had portended.

Revenge is a dish best served in a watery grave.

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ഒടുവിൽ തിരികെ
തീരത്തെത്തുമ്പോൾ
രാവിൻ നിദ്രയിൽ
ഇടയ്ക്കെപ്പൊഴോ
കടലിൽ വീണുപോയ
നക്ഷത്ര കുഞ്ഞുങ്ങളെയവൾ
മുടിയിഴകളിൽ
പൂക്കളായ് ചൂടി,
മിഴികളിൽ പരൽ മീനുകളായി,
ചിപ്പിയിലൊതുങ്ങിയ
മുത്തൊന്ന്
മുക്കൂത്തിയായ് തിളങ്ങി
ചുണ്ടുകളിലാകട്ടെ
തീരാത്ത ഉപ്പുരസവും.
അങ്ങനെയവളും
കടലായ് മാറി.

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॥ ସମୁଦ୍ର ॥

ଚିରଦିନ ଅବୁଝା ସେ,କିଏ କେମିତି ଦେଖେ
ସେସବୁ ନିଜର କଳ୍ପନା
ତୃଷାର୍ତ୍ତ ନୀଳର ବିହ୍ଵଳ ଆଲିଙ୍ଗନରେ
ସେ ଏକ ବିମୁଗ୍ଧ ଅଗଣା ।

ଖୁବ୍ ଆସ୍ତେ ଆମେ ଛୁଉଁ ତା'ର ଫୁଲି ଉଠିଥିବା
ନରମ ପେଟକୁ
ସେଠି ସଞ୍ଚିତ ଅଛି ଆମର ଇଚ୍ଛା, ଆଶା,ସ୍ୱପ୍ନ
କିଛି ସିଦ୍ଧ, କିଛି ନିଷିଦ୍ଧ
ଢେଉର ପିଠିରେ ବସି ଆମେ ଚାଲିଯାଉ
ଦୂରକୁ ଦୂରକୁ
ପଛରେ ଛାଡି ଯାଉ ଓଦା ଓଦା ବାଲି
ଆଉ ବାଲିକଙ୍କଡାମାନଙ୍କୁ ।
ଅଥୟ କରୁଥାଏ ଆମକୁ ଲବଣାକ୍ତ ଶୋଷ
ଯାହା ତଥାପି ଅତୃପ୍ତ ରହେ, ଆଉ ଦେଉଥାଏ
ନୂଆ ଆଗ୍ରହ, ନୂଆ ଅବସୋସ ।

ଏକ ଭିଜା ମାନଚିତ୍ର ପରି ତା ଛାତି ଦୋହଲୁ ଥାଏ
କେଉଁଠି ଜୀବାସ୍ମ ଭାସେ,ଆଉ କେଉଁଠି
କାଚ ଫ୍ରେମରେ ବନ୍ଧା ଫଟୋ ଭାସୁଥାଏ ।

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Because the sea is not just what you see, but so much beyond that...

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"The Sea"

- read in caption

My humble attempt at Proze Poetry...

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Whitfords Mighty Light
Built in 1854 first lit in 65
Wave torn in a mighty tidal race
This cast iron testament is still alive
She stands in reverence to her time and in esteem to he design
With years of seaweed and muscles at her feet she's stood the test of time
Two keepers lived in mutual trust for two weeks they would strive
Battling loneliness and mortal fear to keep the light alive
Whiteford lighthouse, cast iron Queen your splendor still endures
Standing stark and black on Whitford Point your ghostly presence lures

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তুমি সমুদ্রের তট হলে প্রিয়;
আমি সাগরের তরঙ্গ হতে চাই।।
বালির তটে সিক্ত হয়ে নিও;
যতবার আমি ছুঁয়ে যাবো তোমায়।।

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The Sea and The Scars

As the waves washed over me,
The gentle sea-side breeze
Whispered in my ears,
"Wounds heal over time.

But the Scars remain...
And they define
Who you are".

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The waves of sea which takes you to the sounds of waves that brings your inner peace and heals everything...

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