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regina May 2016
SEA
My mind is as deep as the sea,
wave after wave they prowled me into the deepest corner of my mind.

The Demons are raging like those tides,
eats away my thoughts,
poisoned me with perpetual negativity.
Drowned me alone in misery.
Batool May 2016
"I am lost." She said,
"You can't be, you were like the guiding star." He argued.
"I was, but then you came along
Your questions, like a moon, raised tides in the calm seas of my soul,
but your presence
calmed those thrashing waves,
and in the stillness of the moment,
i got lost at the shore of your heart !!" She sighed.
Mystifying Chaos May 2016
Isn't it sad, how the waves in the ocean build themselves up to crash against one another and then subside... How they meet only for a second and then die?
Bryan Amerila Apr 2016
We, three children,
bound by that gossamer of a weaving.
Oh, Mama’s moon.
“I’ll cook one for each of you, my triumvirate.”

“One I give to you, my Oldest”.
She clasps it to her heart.
The tide rises,
men fall.

“To you Middle One, this.”
She tinkers the heart that made it.
The world bleeds,
men fall.

What of mine?
To oblivion it is: I will stash.
I, Older than my grandmother, and to her.
But Oblivion’s easy,  a fish caught mine.

Mama sung, we slept.
“Hush, my dear triumvirate, tomorrow
we’ll cook again.”
Crescent smiles formed our lips.
Three moons, crushed to smithereens;
And so was her sanity, and ours.
April 08, 2016
Sarbirah Parker Mar 2016
I am a prisoner to the outside .
I am never getting in .
I am flowing with the gentle tide
That does not flow within .

You keep me here ,
Never letting me free
Not even when I shed the tears
You will never ever see

I remain on the outside ,
Never getting out .
No matter how much I've tried ,
You will never hear me shout .

Although my cries are silent .
My thoughts run deep ,
My eyes are a red tint ,
My eyes tired of , weep .

I observe from the outside .
Freedom is what I will never gain .
I am drowning in the gentle tides .
A prisoner I will remain .
PJ Poesy Feb 2016
She tips the toppling tide,
lavish underbelly of an albatross,
and how she rides.

Each wave washing
its imposing self to shore,
more, glorious more,
this gasping February seashore.

Tufts of feathers flutter
and dune grasses dance muster,
must hold ons,
this rallying of  the determined.
Grace notes, song of nature swim in.
Melody of gull, harmonious tension
broken.

Her flight brings tears. She is gone.
Will she weather? For now perhaps,
but not long.
Nature can take your breath away, and very naturally one day will.
Mystifying Chaos Feb 2016
The soul of a writer is as tormented as the clash of tides in the sea.
There is an ongoing battle between what is right and what is wrong.
The writer's mind experiences an unexplainable turmoil of raging emotions.
There is no escape from the cages that surround the heart except for writing... writing till the words bleed with truth.
Till the colour of the ink becomes the colour of their soul.
Crysta Gingras Feb 2016
Waves crash over
Like a tumbling emotion
Washing up the shore
With a touch of sweet affection
The wind’s whisper of amour
As the waves that are yearning
Get dragged back for more
These are the waves in my mind
Throwing me into titubation
At the thought of leaving you behind
Leading me to a prodigious revelation

My life is the sea
And you are the moon
You wax and I rise
With a rushing intensity
You wane and I recede
Pushing me back because of the tensity
How far is too far?
And where is too close?
I know not the answer
I only know it’s you that I chose
Good morning to my Angel
Jonathan Keeley Jan 2016
you can drown in the ocean
but people still flock to the beach
mostly when it's sunny
not so much when the sky is filled with clouds
or when a storm is brewing
but the ocean
it stays the same
the tide will come to the edge of the pier
and back down again
though the passion and strength of the waves changes
from forces sent from god to the gentlest whitecap kiss
rain or shine i'll stay with my feet in the water
pull me down if you want to
aidan chambers inspired this and deserves the credit
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