Story by the waters

There is a story the waters tell
one filled with lonely hearts
Toiling across the sounds of Night
Desperate for the blessings of its belly
This story is filled with struggle
Arms, thick and muscly.
The screams in this story are not from anger
No!. These screams soar over the raging winds
That which lifts the waters and topples them on the boats
Yes. This story is filled with such

There is another story the waters tell
Salty and sad
The waters rivers, streams, lakes, seas and oceans are filled with them
Tears. . .
To the brim have these waters been filled
These hearts still wait by their boundaries
They call for the return of the swimmers and sailors
Some clutch the memories, other dread it
All weep into the waters
These waters are very [very] salty

The is another story the waters tell
Not of its members or family
As a witness, love has walked by its shores
Vows made, and kisses exchanged
This story is accompanied by the gentle breeze
The birds are distant in this story
And the sunset flaunts the most complex of its colours
An aurora of its emotions
This story is filled with love and good things like colour
You ought to write in this beautiful story

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s