One boat, carved of memory and care,
calls out across the restless air:
“Waters ahead are veiled in storm,
shifting shapes that break the norm.
Guard your keel, hold steady, friend,
lest the voyage meet its end.”
The other, bright with daring flame,
answers not with fear but claim:
“Storms are teachers, waves are guides,
truth is found where shadow hides.
To sail is to change, to risk, to grow—
each troubled tide a path I know.”
Thus they part: one sentinel of the known,
one seeker where wild currents have flown.
Together they mark the eternal sea,
duality bound in destiny.

Wow! Awesome depth, and excellent rhyming, Reena. Some of your best writing, IMO. Brava!
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Thanks a ton, Eugi!
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I love your amazing poetry.
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I’m so grateful, Diana!
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You are so welcome.
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Wow! I love the choice of words as well as the idea of personification, Reena. Also, the perfect rhyming. This is one of your outstanding poems.
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Sounds great, coming from you. 🤗 Thanks!
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Lovely, Reena!
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Thank you, Punam!
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My pleasure, Reena.
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What a profound dialogue. Loved your take Reena. Thanks for joining in
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Thanks! The visible boat is in the shadow of the partially visible one. So, I needed to give it an identity.
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You’re welcome. Well done my friend
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Wonderfully done, Reena.
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Thanks so much, Chris!
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Loved this.
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Thank you, Geeta!
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