I am a source of life,
yet dangerous too,
Flowing calmly, with sounds that soothe anew.
My waves caress the shore, a gentle hush,
Soothing souls, in tranquil, peaceful rush.
But beware, for my anger can arise,
Unleashing fury, before surprised eyes.
My tides swell, roaring loud and strong,
A force that none can stand, where I belong.
My waves crash, foaming, wild and free,
As my anger heightens, a symphony.
Whoever cares to listen, hears my roar,
A warning sign, to respect my shore
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poetic musings
Poetry"In 'POETIC MUSINGS,' I invite you to embark on a journey through the labyrinth of human experience. These poems explore the intersections of love, loss, and self-discovery, weaving a tapestry of emotions and thoughts. Inspired by the fleeting momen...
