Maelstrom
Midst mild and wild tumults like eddy, vortex, swirl, and whirl,
A maelstrom is a summation of curl and twirl and hurl;
Weather and season get amalgamated with currents,
Winds, storms, gales, squalls, haboobs, and wuthers become deterrents;
Vacuum, like caves or tunnels, into hearts of water,
That curve and cleave and crack, and clang and constantly clatter...!
I have never been to the far or deep sea for fishing,
Or for an adventure that involves mind-body squishing;
Corvettes, cruisers, battle crafts, frigates, and great galleons,
Have got gulped by the colossal maelstrom daedalians;
To the courtyards of the sea gods, these underpasses lead,
Wherein, motionless, creatures feel absolute bondage freed...!
Chaos, violence, and ethnic hatred in every form,
A ship-devouring maelstrom as an innate psychic norm;
Regions, regimes, trade, and populace seeking protection,
Religious democracy coming to conscience flexion;
Wanes into vain vanquish; drains virtues into cosmic pain,
Strife to swim against maelstroms is our existential gain...!!!
20 March 2023
'M' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Theme: Maelstrom
Rhyme Checked At: Rhyme Zone
Syllables Checked At: How May Syllables
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2023
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