Dying I Enter My Home Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

Dying I Enter My Home

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On the white sands of the shore
There a came a wave
It came up to my feet,
touched my feet
and washed it.

Receding,
it gave me
the bubbles and white foam
dying instantly
as it joined the mighty sea.

The sea is my home.
By dying to the shore
I enter my home.

Dying I Enter My Home
Friday, April 30, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: mystical
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandhya S N 15 June 2010

very nice poem beatiful imagery in very simple words congrats regards sandhya

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Monique Reyes 27 May 2010

its a kool poem and well very nice but i dont see life that way

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Sreekala Sukumaran 18 May 2010

Great imagination... well linked with soul... too good enjoyed reading it...

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Pratyush Mishra 14 May 2010

unless u die u can't be born...just like one must become empty to absorb the emotions this moment is offering us... Keep at good sir!

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Deepti Agarwal 13 May 2010

this piece is very philosophical.. and deep write.. thanks for letting yr readers ponder on the depth of it..

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Lillian Thomas 16 August 2018

great imagery and wonderful imagination. I like the way you let us find our own meaning. Just the observation alone sparks a new way to see the shore.

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Sranisha Francis 18 September 2015

The sea is my home. By dying to the shore I enter my home. Hi, Tony, You are a free person.

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Bri Edwards 06 February 2014

i have some problems with this poem, but unless you ask, i may just not bother to mention them to you in detail. thanks for sharing. :) bri

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Unwritten Soul 06 August 2010

This one is so different but the value is priceless...so good! You missing somewhere u belong to, staying at middle of road, between ur 'place' and your present 'place' always make u in between...but dont u miss the ocean? How could u think to leave shore...In between, and so still u stay in both...and what i understand (another version) , for me, i refer this as a life, we now live as human and yet going older (and death) and reach to new home, which where we belong (life after death) ...earth and heaven? A lot of things can be translated by many ways from this philosophical poem! :) :)

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Mariette Singer 27 June 2010

dying i enter my home.its very nice phiolosophy thank you.

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