A Sea of Words
When I get embedded
on the surface of anxiety,
I indulge myself into a sea
and emerge with a coarse wing,
that artlessly crush those sorrows,
for the sea I indulge in
is filled with my tears
and the words(wings) which emerge
are nothing but my desires...
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
