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It's my turn,
to endure this intense churn.

The forces are aloof,
to drown me into this whirlpool.

Its my own making,
Its my own doing.

Its feeding on me,
Cause I had been feeding it free.

I need to address it with tact,
to be afloat, infact.

© 2019 Hari Prasad S


Hari Prasad S (author) from Bangalore on September 12, 2019:

Thanks for the visit Tamara. :-)

Tamara Yancosky from Uninhabited Regions on September 12, 2019:

Hari, this poem is mysterious, and has a beautiful rhythm to it. I enjoyed it very much!



Hari Prasad S (author) from Bangalore on June 08, 2019:

Thanks Mark. :-)

Hari Prasad S (author) from Bangalore on June 08, 2019:

Thanks Ruby. Your way of handling is inspirational. :-)

Mark Tulin from Ventura, California on June 06, 2019:

Cool poem and imagery in this one.

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on June 06, 2019:

Sometimes we feel like we're in a whirlpool and churning inside. When I feel like that I try to think of the good things in my life, then the WP slows a bit. Thoughtful poetry.

Hari Prasad S (author) from Bangalore on June 04, 2019:

Thank you Eric

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on June 04, 2019:

Again a wonderful poetry. Just packed full is such a short time. So I read it 3 times. It will be in my head all day long.

Eddies have almost killed me a couple of times. Too long for here.

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