Sweeping over my naked feet,
Is the gentle waves of the sea
Back and forth it comes to meet,
My locked memories with a key
Teary eyes, sink with thoughts
While listening to the waves, clash
How easily, he untied all the knots
My past seems to bash and flash
Silent lips, yet a beating heart
Feelings of despair pour as tears
As I collect the pieces part by part
My mind taunts, while my heart hears...
©sim
Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 4:25 AM UTC
Sweeping over my naked feet,
Is the gentle waves of the sea
Back and forth it comes to meet,
My locked memories with a key
Teary eyes, sink with thoughts
While listening to the waves, clash
How easily, he untied all the knots
My past seems to bash and flash
Silent lips, yet a beating heart
Feelings of despair pour as tears
As I collect the pieces part by part
My mind taunts, while my heart hears...
©sim
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