The Sea I See

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  • Dedicated to Varsha Gopal
                                    

The Sea, blue, endless, calm, serene,

(Hides  secrets beneath the silver-grey spray)

Countless suitors, but never were you tamed,

(Tell me, don't you have a secret to say?)

Blushing pink at the sun's kiss,

Your bride's veil shines as the moon winks.

Toes tingle as your lips caress the sand,

Life giggles, tickled by your playful hands.

Words traced on the shore, you bless with timeless grace,

Whispering winds, tides and waves,

To searching souls, your depth holds answers,

Wretched cries, comforting curses

No longer pink, the horizon bleeds,

Crimson, the day, to you retreats.

('Tis time you mourn your forsaken heart,

The wound still tearing you apart)

The Song echoes in the dead of the night,

Your heart beats faster, kindling hopeful light,

Love, sweet pain, your drug became

His loving touch, the spreading flame

Alas! Your lover's touch is but your minds cruel game,

So you pull away, as swift as you came.

Betrayed, your love burns, crashing cries,

Fury, the merciless whip hits the shore,

The fading song still haunts your lips,

Still searching for the poisoned kiss.

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