2.
the ocean,
it crashes and thunders,
as if mirroring these feelings that i cannot mask,
and not from a personal lack of trying.
the most beautiful body of water.
i admire it,
with my eyes reflecting every secret the water portrays.
it's naivety and innocence,
as it will never know what it blocks for me.
not just a world of chance and hope,
but the body of a human that makes my heart soar.
this conflict inside and out,
an ocean so beautiful, yet barricading the future of which i dream.
barricading the future with who i dream of.
my hope drowns with each wave.
a morbid reality,
that i just can't shake, break nor fake.
it crashes and thunders,
as if mirroring these feelings that i cannot mask,
and not from a personal lack of trying.
the most beautiful body of water.
i admire it,
with my eyes reflecting every secret the water portrays.
it's naivety and innocence,
as it will never know what it blocks for me.
not just a world of chance and hope,
but the body of a human that makes my heart soar.
this conflict inside and out,
an ocean so beautiful, yet barricading the future of which i dream.
barricading the future with who i dream of.
my hope drowns with each wave.
a morbid reality,
that i just can't shake, break nor fake.
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after the really nice comments i received on my last poem, i felt inspired to write another.thanks for all your lovely feedback. feel free to recommend to me any of your works, i'd be thrilled to give them a read.
i appreciate all kinds of feedback, including constructive criticism... ishhh ;)