Suddenly the wave breaks.
Ander
Ander
Jun 26

I read the words of strangers
And so many of them ring in my mind,
Exploding with the exact memories of someone I have never met
That mimic mine so closely.

Sometimes I even think for the split second of reaction
That someone I knew might have written these words
And then all sense returns and I realise it is simple similarity.

Suddenly the wave breaks.
I was well and now I'm not.

I was floating, even drifting,
But then the vicious white surf tickles my hair,
As I look up to see the entire body of the wave collapse on me.

And below the water,
Watching the submerged air bubbles all around,
I realise I'm alone again.

A poem darker than my usual style. I usually don't like to be so dramatic and melancholic, but at the moment I feel it is fair for me to write in such a way.
#morgan   #wave   #breaks   #ander  
;       A wave
MaryJane Doe

Our
   Emotion
Is an ocean
   We flow in
               A tide
      That we ride
   High and low in
                     A wave
                   Can behave
        To infact be the save
           You must know when
            To put your own toe in

#ocean   #flow   #current   #wave  

your hands they work like levees
and you stop me when you've had enough
too much
build up my walls cause you couldn't handle it all

i am
an ocean
the sea
angry, unpredictable
monsters hide under me
lurking in the darkest corners
inching towards the faintest smell of blood
crave the warmth between their teeth

but your hands
they work like levees
pushing and
pulling away
when you've had too much
one day
it will not be enough.

i will sneak in through the smallest crack
if you give me the chance
walls will crumble like babylon
and i will be relieved
i will get everything i need
not enough
not too much
i will snap your hands
overflowing,
smash your levee down

#love   #the   #ocean   #sea   #wave   #tidal  
mprehend the ocean's depths just from a wave.
βέƦẙḽ Dṏṽ

Great men comprehend the ocean's depths just from a wave.

Visionary
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Visionary
A wave catches me
Shelly Woods

First the sun
Warm and gold
Then the wind
Swift and bold
Of all that I know
Little I remember; little I behold

Fearing it is my last... I gasp for breath.

A scent like no other
Fills my emptied soul
Memories flood into me
Like a perilous undertow
A wave catches me
And carries my soul

I am full again.

Wonder pulsates through my veins
Living is no longer in vain
Blood warms my extremities
Chasing fond memories
Once again, I begin
For the moment, I am

I see... I breathe... I believe.

For the moment, no end
To stop me
No fear to paralyze
No wounds to hide
A moment of peaceful bliss
All tears subside

I will let this wave carry me.

I don't fight the current
I let it take me
where it wants
Not out of bravery
But from my addiction
To wonder... and clarity

#living   #breath   #memories   #soul   #scent   #gasp   #wave   #carry   #perilous   #undertow  
‘In the wave-strike over unquiet stones’ by Pablo Ne
동대문출장마사지콜걸O1O-2951-6622동대문출장안마

‘In the wave-strike over unquiet stones’ by Pablo Neruda
In the wave-strike over unquiet stones
the brightness bursts and bears the rose

‘In the wave-strike over unquiet stones’ by Pablo Neruda
In the wave-strike over unquiet stones
the brightness bursts and bears the rose
#in   #the   #over   #by   #stones   #pablo   #neruda   #wave-strike   #unquiet  
a wave of happiness hits me.
matt
matt
7 days ago

when i crawl into the bottle i become numb.
weightless.
i feel nothing. i fake a smile and laugh.
i feel alive when i don't feel anything.
clenching my teeth
shaking my head
slapping my cheeks
i feel nothing.
a wave of happiness hits me.
when i crawl into bed and sober up.
i feel what i tried to erase.
the wave hits me again.
only this time its reality and clarity.
i just want to chase what makes me happy.
even if it drowns me.

The wave, I understand so late, rumbles and loom
JMack
JMack
Nov 22, 2013

The wave, I understand so late, rumbles and looms larger than expected.
I wade forward in surrender.  Waiting.
Drawing closer, the tow low and powerful, I know that the shore is no longer attainable.

As the crest nears, I see in it things I am not prepared to face....
Regret, Sadness and Fear all churn violently as I seek passage.
Rise. Float.  I wait silently and accept.
I long to float above into forgotten still waters, peaceful currents.

The wave presses me close. I feel its chilling power and succumb.
I remember. Agonize over choices made and consequences realized.

Rise. Float. Dream of still water and peaceful currents.

Swim.

you
hold yourself back
more times
than anyone else
times infinity

it's not your
genes
religion
color
blah blah blah

it's your thoughts
on the environment
around you
that you can change
if you wanted
if you
only
had a vision
a plan
for what you want

or you can let someone
like me change it
for you

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#life   #you  
 
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