Majestic, high soaring eagle,
Shoots down the sea’s seething surface,
In a sec, a big fish writhes for life,
In the strong clutches of its claw.
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lovely thoughts Madam! ......And the message too.....verse well written!
this wonderful poem reminds me of humans consumed by their senses, always begin by flinging themselves with a great display of frenzy into an abyss. But they survive, they come to the surface again. And they develop a routine of the abyss: ''It's four o clock. At five I have my abyss... ''”...great poem
Fantastic Poem- At least I got one that exactly matches my ways of thought. Thanx so much Madam.Regards- Pradeep
Deep imagery presented with beautifully strucured poetry....