01-03-2017, 01:24 AM
The wreckage, my life!
Chaos, enchantment at sea.
Waves billowing in a tide of emptiness.
Jaws dropping, a sight of wonderment eyes behold!
Gushes of water, an explosion of white waves.
Parchments of sea breeze filling lungs with pain.
A roulette of emotion, tied to nature so dangerous yet so exquisite.
A heart soaring to experiment with unknown sights.
Ears seeking salvation, from the echoes of a rescue ship.
A silence that seemingly fills the earth my ears behold.
Lost in an island, tidings not heard of for miles.
It’s a lost course, a beautiful torment.
Deliberations fill the mind as to what ought to be done?
When hunger pangs, start to shout a melody so carefree yet tormenting.
A keeper’s finders to treasures unknown.
A life well lived, a storm and a wreckage it shall seem.
A pound of flesh given to keep the pangs at bay.
The beauty of it all despite the toils, pain and loss.
Gushes of emotion an outpour of life’s beauty
My eyes old and wise know the silence is His presence always.
Near the end awaiting salvation, true life treasures I find.
Billowing in a tide, a post of lamented days.
A beauty surreal and precious my life…
Chaos, enchantment at sea.
Waves billowing in a tide of emptiness.
Jaws dropping, a sight of wonderment eyes behold!
Gushes of water, an explosion of white waves.
Parchments of sea breeze filling lungs with pain.
A roulette of emotion, tied to nature so dangerous yet so exquisite.
A heart soaring to experiment with unknown sights.
Ears seeking salvation, from the echoes of a rescue ship.
A silence that seemingly fills the earth my ears behold.
Lost in an island, tidings not heard of for miles.
It’s a lost course, a beautiful torment.
Deliberations fill the mind as to what ought to be done?
When hunger pangs, start to shout a melody so carefree yet tormenting.
A keeper’s finders to treasures unknown.
A life well lived, a storm and a wreckage it shall seem.
A pound of flesh given to keep the pangs at bay.
The beauty of it all despite the toils, pain and loss.
Gushes of emotion an outpour of life’s beauty
My eyes old and wise know the silence is His presence always.
Near the end awaiting salvation, true life treasures I find.
Billowing in a tide, a post of lamented days.
A beauty surreal and precious my life…