There is no more of a powerful force
Then what controls the will of the sea
The power to control the masses
With only one body
The pride to float above with new ideas
Is drowned out with the fear of sinking
Drowned in the oceanic conformity
Sinking in the sea of society
And on top of this spring strong chaos
Stands the almighty Tidebringer
In the shoes of an influencer
In the clothing of a sheep
They walk upon the risen waters
Over the drenched sandcastles
On top of the cracking seashells
Into the chaotic seas they call home
They stand in the disarray of paradise
Smiling at the floodwaters
They are the Tidebringer...
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Simple Poems
PoesíaJust short poems that you can read just for kicks. Poetry in general is just so fun to read and write for me. I hope it has the same effect for you! So please kick back, relax, grab a cup of coffee next to a window on a rainy day, and enjoy!
