The flow of our emotional waves
Are directed by the ebb
Of passionate tides
That later crash upon the beach
Of our desires
Filling our senses with a resonance
Of their pleasure and pain
As they slowly die with ecstasy
Their moist remains
Seeping deep
Into the rapturous sands of elation
To be captured and reclaimed
By our oceans of love
And seas of despair
- Author: notapoet ( Offline)
- Published: February 17th, 2017 08:59
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 22
Comments5
Absolutely beautiful NAP!
Thank you kindly WBL.
Wonderful
Simply
Wonderful
Love it !!!!
Thanks again PHR, much appreciated!
This is absolutely terrific! I always look for your poetry for an awesome read. Spectacular job! Christina
You're too kind Christina, thank you.
Well written and expressed
Thanks again T, have a great weekend.
Welcome, you have a great weekend as well
What a great metaphorical poem about these states of mind we find ourselves in, states that vary and change according to some rymthm.
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