I sense it in the sunsets that
Still leave me full of awe
In the crash of waves on sand
No human could quite draw
I sometimes get so close to it,
A peace one can't create
It is as if I'm standing near
The One who controls fate
Then something pulls me out and I'm
Awakened from my slumber
Feeling like there's more to life
That I can't quite remember
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Poems to Leave Streaks of Ink
PoetryAnd I'd rage at the monsters, But that's the task of fools, Who cannot bring themselves to know, Monsters are humans' tools... I write poems like this, just usually longer...feel free to give some of them a read:)
