The ebony locks turned bright red
The tinted lips turned blue
The sunset bringing longings back
And the warbles wayward flew
The foamy waves try to console
The siren eyes now red
The splash of the sea on her face
And the dried up tears now met
The Lovely voice no longer speaks
Her sandy skin now glistens
The anxious breathing mildly screams
And the empty beach listens
The sun has had her company
Ever since he did leave
The raging storm protests for love
While she drowns in her grief
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Willful Verses
PoetryWords. Words are power, words are hope, words are comfort and words are strong. Specially when they are intertwined into beautiful strings of lines which weave into verses and ultimately gives us warmth in the form of a poem. Everyone has there un...
