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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Alone I sat on the wet sands, Of the Sernabatim beach lands. The sun reflected blue sky, On the greenish grey waters it looked so dry. My inner face I saw on the bed in the sweltering sunny afternoon, With the heat and shock I began to swoon. Alone, I moved myself towards my inner face lying on the warm sandy bed, the into the waters warm, The breaking waves look to me like many a headless limp form. Warm waters I sense splash unto my waist, Cool salty breeze sting my moist lips and chest, sweat erased. The frothy waters seem so white, Feral imagination within me is beginning to run regressive and makes me feel all right. Alone I am rooted on the sandy shore, Now,I have within me, coming to the fore, Feelings… deep feelings inside ignite, Need to hold on to them tight, The feelings incite, A poem in my mind’s eye I feel and now see, that I would have to write, Without any spite. Alone, I am in the waters warm, The breaking waters pass over my inner face and lash against me and quickly change form, To myself feelings that turn to spirity words I begin to recite, As I cast my eyes on my inner face lying on the warm bed and from within springs delight, And in its own right, The poem begins to rewrite. Alone, I am in the waters warm, My feelings have begun to rewrite, In my mind without any spite, I am now filling myself with delight, As expression is flowing freely in its own right, And will transcend on to paper in black and white. Alone, I now sit, drenched, To the sands entrenched. Melts the noon, And evening falls attune, The sun reflected blue sky, Has now swooned away as to my inner face I turn a blind eye. Alone, I now sit, drenched, Content in me and with no feelings wrenched. Gratified….soothened…satisfied…pleased, Relaxed…happy….at ease and contented……eased. What seemed to all a ghastly inner face, Now to me is full of grace.
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