National poetry writing month

National poetry writing month
A month of madness

Thursday, 12 April 2018

I am the sea

Day 12





In summer. Water also seems serene
Waves are gentle
they seem so fine
But I can change like water in the season
I am so fragmental.
Deep in my mind

I ripple like the wind upon the water
My thoughts in slumber
They do not show
The season changes both of our emotions
When there is thunder
We will both blow

The wind of change will bring that storm
Its starts to fight
Deep in my heart
And then the water starts to shout and rage
In darkest night
Pulls me apart

Like ships on water, thrown in seas
My mind awakes
And sorrow comes
The blackness of the darkest waves
comes to take
away the fun

But soon again the seas are calm again
The waves are free
No thoughts in me
But with the seas you never know
I am the sea
And she is me


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