The shining silver moonlight plays
Upon the sand, upon the sea,
It's lighting up its emerald depths
Just like a beacon, guiding me.
Yet as the burning stars rain down,
I lay quiet upon cold shore,
I close my eyes, the end is near,
I'll never see light of day more.
I've lived my life, I've had enough,
I must escape this horrid pain,
My heart will soon be washed away,
With the sweet coming of the rain.
Oh washed away, oh washed away,
Sink down, in ocean deep!
To feel Death's icy kiss at last,
Give in to soothing sleep.
A contest entry
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Comments
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This could well be a song verse...consider it...
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hehe thanks for your thoughtful and sweet comment
much appreciated!
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WOW much?? Its so powerful and intense. I feel what you do, and now I REALLY feel it cuz of this poem. The imagery and language is exquisite and wonderful. I highly congratulate this
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