A sea of emotion.
Author: Unknown
Wistful sea,of our emotion,
the ebb and flow of sentiment.
Helpless to,the force of nature,
destined where,the wind has sent.
Continuum,relentless motion,
no port of call,in which to rest.
Here flows a tide,of resignation,
o'er undercurrent,of unrest.
No longer floating on the surface,
ride,the wave of discontent.
At last,the strength,to swim regardless,
until the time,all torment spent.
Laugh at all,tempestuous anger,
fear not,the pain,or sadness sink.
Relish all impassioned splendour,
till driven to the very brink.
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Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
i wrote this for my friend,who laughs in the face of love,for fear of drowning.
Comments (17)
You got it hedistuff
thanks for reading.xxx
You got it hedistuff
thanks for reading.xxx
thanks.xx
it all up,, be alive. good job tomboygirl.
no port of call,in which to rest.
Here flows a tide,of resignation,
o'er undercurrent,of unrest"
this verse 'spoke' to me, very nice and thank you...
Who is that friend of yours that you dedicate it to?
Is he/she alive?
Is he/she...knows about the poem?