Living for your breath
as if I had none,
your eyes seemed to create me
willful words made my existence;
abandoned happiness of my spirit
fell into your pleasure, so
mercurial and adept at change
like riptides beneath the calm
and when you turned away
leaving a wide placid sea
windless wastrel waves
blending air above to seas below
into stillness;
stretched standing still
until storms rose within
callous clouds, all dark
and squallish sprites flashing;
fury filled skies and
swelled splitting sails
vengeful air bending masts
raising rogue waves.
Freedom was a rash thought
set loose to ride upon cyclones,
open seas welcomed raging torrents
and calmed them into use;
stirring briny fathoms to the Sun
churning the cycle of tides
for seas find places
for all lost ships.
Author notes
Contest prompt: "Bite my tongue, right now the perfect time, Do anything to make her happy, Even if it means my being miserable, As long as she's loving life"-Chiodos
In a list
A contest entry
- In the Ocean of life... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended January 6, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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I can see how this ties in with the quote. Good job with that... You did your imagery very well... Thank you for entering my contest.
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stirring briny fathoms to the Sun
churning the cycle of tides
for seas find places
for all lost ships.
Ah..what a beautiful immagery and flow..well done..and thanks for the wonderful entry in my contest...
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Beautiful! My words can't describe the power of this work, "Freedom was a rash thought
set loose to ride upon cyclones;" Oh, man! I'll just say, good luck in the contest!
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What a beautiful entry to this contest..omg and your eyes create me...That is so deep...PK you are really talented...you always leave me speechless my friend..great job!
Amarige
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