The stormy sea
Brewed countless emotions
Of those who landed,
Safe, homeward bound,
And of those whose minds sung
Before their doom.
It raged, drenched and purified,
Gave and destroyed,
Made countless lives, broke myriad hearts,
But them waves,
Never fell back.
They pushed through.
They rose, they came down,
They rushed ahead in full power.
Ironically beautiful
Since they seem threatening
To engulf, to consume,
To end.
They showcased a stunning view,
A breathtaking mix
Of blues, greens and whites,
Stealing the breath,
Quaking the heart,
Always, coming and going.
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A/N : Hey people!
I know that I've been AWOL, but bear with me.. I'm working on my writing, and I intend to get better.
Imma be back!
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YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoems that mean nothing and everything. Poems that hit you in ways you wouldn't realize. Poems that are dear to my heart, that come from my heart. Poems that I've written keeping in mind all that's there in my life.
