Of Sandseas and Iced deserts
So I just wrote this and thought it was interesting, and I figured why not, right? Right! Take it any way you want, I just thought it was an interesting idea to play around with using words. Actually maybe I’ll look through some old stuff of mine and see if I find anything worth posting sometime later.
I would start this 365 days of poetry but I thought to myself: “no”.
So no! ^-^
Cheers!
Saed
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I am the sand that burns
… the air that breathes
… the earth that builds
… the death that lives
I am the ocean that swells
… the heart that breeds
… the waves that float
… the life that gives
I am the eye and beholder
… the rolling boulder
… the tree that breaks
… the earth below her
I am the birds, the leaves
… the dawn, the eve
… the drought, the flood
… the eyes that believe
I am the frozen desert
… the heartless effort
… the dying passion
… of days without worth
I am the wind when it’s breezy
… the arch when it groans
… the gold when you’re freezing
… the words when you’re alone
I am the dry trees
… and their wet heavenly beads
I am the wavy mud
… and the stains of its blood
I am the earth’s veins
… the cure for pain
I am the mother’s skin
… the cleansing of sin
I am the oppression of pain
… the rage against the river
I am the quenching sustain
… the calming of anger
I am the wetlands
… the dust’s might
I am the tundra’s sands
… a snow of blight
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