And as the majesty of open space
breaks upon my chest,
my eyes dive into the sea.
It has no end, no sound or name or
hope and I wish
that I could be lost.
Those twilight clouds are charcoal
smudges, and I wish their yawning breaths would
carry me away (I have no weight);
roll me along to the horizon, and the next,
and the next.
The crescendo of the silent sea
beckons me; there are whispers on the wind.
Closer to home, the ground is coated in shattered rain.
It’s cold out there and all I see
are reflections of sirens and streetlights.
Someone is lost out there.
Author notes
let's run away.
constructive criticism very welcome
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Wow, what a powerful ending
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sweety you cant run from whats hurting you you have to fight it im sorry things are bad
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amazing
this is the most amazing poem i have read in a while. The words just bring images to my mind, line after line after line.
The ending was even better...
(lots and lots of applause).
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perfect beca. just wow.
i love the imagery your poems always hold...
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Reflections of sirens and streetlights, someone is lost out there. WOW, the number of meanings you could read into that, what a great line, perfect ending to a superb poem
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