splash of waters
riping of the sea
is like a whisper
easing down on me
a child was once wandering
on a pebbly olace
thinking i wish its velvety
so i can do whatever i want
the soft and skinny sand's prosperity
but as for me
every place is designed the way it used to be
whether its ghostly or for luxury
i assure you it has hidden beauty
YOU ARE READING
wave of thoughts
Poesíaone or one thousand words, a book you can always relate to. wave of thoughts serving you the medicine of pain. est. 090119
