My soul, similar to the sea,
Shall I describe her with this?
For she is the running tide,
And without her, I have lost my bliss.
Your absence leaves a void,
A void which can't be filled,
An empty melody,
which no harmony can be built.
Like an empty island,
And she is the treasure,
For the presence of thee hast lost, Nothing but an island of empty pleasure.
This void of pain discourages,
like an empty sea,
Seeking meaning without waves,
Because of the absence of thee.
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As My Eyes Admire Thee
PoetryA series of poems about her, admiration of love and passion for that one person. Edit: I got inspiration from other quotes I've seen to include in the poem
