Promontory Rock

She stood strong
like the promontory rock
jutting out from the rough sea
standing for time immoral
battering the gale, the storm
and the high tides
during the full moon nights

And during the sun-kissed days
it battled with no respite
while the waves slapped its face
it stood tall exuding divine grace
and with defiant hope
it waited for the day
when a wandering seagull
would rest its wings
on its knoll
after a long haul flight
and when with perched eyes
it would gaze the horizon
mapping the pathway
to resume the flight
before the fall of the night

Until then the cape would provide
the seagull comfort and love
before it would soar away
consumed by its wanderlust
with the hope that it would
one day come back to the promontory rock

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38 thoughts on “Promontory Rock”

  1. very beautiful but I must ask … why are some words, often last on the line, typed in bold and italics? Thinking there is some meaning that I’m missing … thanks πŸ™‚

  2. Thanks Kate. I try to highlight the most important word in a line. Just to increase the essence and highlight the meaning. Nothing in particular 😊

  3. thanks for that, I had wondered … your whole poem is important, how you put it together, not the individual words … πŸ™‚

  4. I absolutely loved the metaphor you have used with the Seagull and the Promontory rock.Our love whether transient or permanent is always a respite for the dreary souls.
    Such should be the power of love. Thanks for writing such a beautiful piece, Shantanu.

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