Best Poems Written by Advaita Kala

Under the Ocean

Swimming under the surface of the Pacific
Past the border of the ocean
Where the two meet, brown and blue.
Met by tiny swimming jewels here,
Living within the tall crystals,
The ecosystem of crystals
Covering the ocean floor.
Dazzles of Ruby-red, glinting almost,
Heaps of Saphire-cyan, soothing the eyes,
Just a sprinkle of Emerald-green, as if waiting to be seen,
Infestations of Citrine-yellow, seen in every eyeful,
Nippings of Amethyst-purple, just about dusting the edges.
Some look like a serving of colourful jaggedy rocks,
While others look like sharp sticks facing heavenwards.
Some look like green mega-sized blood cells covering a dome, 
While others look like smashed orange plates, stuck to the side of a cliff.
Bullets of the sun penetrates through the shields of blue,
Reaching the soldiers, but as if by magic, 
The bullets heal them, allow them to grow,
As if this is another one of nature’s bedazzlements.

The tiny swimming jewels,
That weave their way in and out of the crystals,
Were very diverse, even if they were family.
Some looked as if they had been run over with a rolling pin,
Then painted and finally heaved into the ocean, like a nursery project.
Whether they be dotted, spotted lined or striped,
All are welcome under the Pacific.
A work of art lies here,
Floating jewels, braided crystals,
Hazily weaved together here, 
Under the pacific.

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