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Lost upon the bluest deep, I am a ship with no plot to course. Aiming for a spot on the horizon, never knowing where I go.  

Me and you, we met on open water, two vessels in the watery wastes, lost together all on our own.

But as the break and tides rise high, I now don't think it was fate or fortune, we were just two ships in the ocean, lost together all on our own.

So though it pains me to turn asunder and go it all alone, I know now that there are ships still out there, lost but still looking for a home.
Her voice, a cool,
striking breeze that sweeps between mountain passes,
travels across oceans,
and all the way here,
to the places that surround me
Causing shivers, on my blank skin

- Kaya
Amanda Apr 2016
The sea salt no longer stings
when I open my eyes under the waves.
I’ve cried more than enough tears to be
numb and succumb to this endless ocean.

I'm completely submerged with eyes closed
but I dream of your hands pulling me out
of the dark depths and untangling the seaweed
that has wrapped itself around my ankles.

As I gasp for breath when I finally surface,
it's only then I realize how alone I am.
So I dive back underneath the currents
waiting for the undertow to pull me away.
Reese Mauro Apr 2016
Many drops are in
the mysterious oceans,
the filthy lakes,
the murky rivers,
the cloudy brooks,
in the vast world.

It's hard to find a drop
that's different
in the mysterious oceans,
the filthy lakes,
the murky rivers,
the cloudy brooks,
in the vast world.

But all it takes
is one divergent drop
willing to break from
the mysterious oceans,
the filthy lakes,
the murky rivers,
the cloudy brooks,
to persuade
the drops in the
vast world into becoming
something gloriously
beautiful.
-df Apr 2016
In your eyes I found what I didn't even know was lost.

And in your eyes, I found a place for me.

(-DF-04/12/16-)
I wish you'd look at me the way I look at you...
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
It's time I dance among the stars
To let the firflylies out of their jars

It's time I bask in the moon lights glow
To sail that boat through the cosmic flow

It's time to let go of the heartache and sorrow
To hold tight to every tomorrow

It's time to roll with every new stumble
To not let the past make me tumble

It's time to quit holding my breath
To stop following the dance of death

It's time turn in my tickets to that show
To just let all the bad thoughts go

Yes, it's time to dance around the stars
Yes, you'll find me skinny dipping in the oceans on Mars
Niveda Nahta Mar 2016
can you see what you have done to me?
can't you see you got my head in a whirl?
my heart in a twist and
my tongue in wish,
a wish of being with you always,
you can travel afar,
but travel with me,
over the oceans
and over the seas
I'll hold on to you
if you hold on to me
can't you see what you've done to me?
to my Mr.Sailor..love you always...
Gracie Knoll Feb 2016
I hear the roar of the ocean
As the waves crash upon the shore
Dashing every hope and dream upon the the rocks' fatal jaw

Slashing through my every thought
And drowning out my screams
As the salty spray quenches my soul of all its heveanly dreams

The sand rubs against my skin until it rubs it raw
It causes me to weep and bleed and still it gives me more

Tossed and thrown about by the storm
As night descends like a shadowy beast
I tell my self to just hold on
Until the morning brings me peace

And when at last the morning dawns
And when at last the deadly wind ceases
I'm left stranded on the shores
Left to gather up the broken pieces

Every shatter torn up dream
Every broken bit of my past
To mend and salvage what I can
And make a future that will last

As I tend my wounds I look to the east
A new sun rises where the old can't cope
And a feeling starts building inside me
As at last I see the hope
Alisha Isabell Feb 2016
Was is really that easy
To lose all sense of innocence.
Eyes once so bright
Full like oceans.
Full like oceans.
How easy it was to abandon ship.
How long did you wait for the water to dry up?
No more seas of dreaming in your soul
But puddles of shame in the corners of your mind.
You pretend,
I know you try to see yourself stomping through puddles.
Your boots are not quite tall enough to keep the dirt
From staining your blood.
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