Violent Seas

Violent Seas short poem

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I won’t apologize
I am mesmerized
by your violent beauty

I am unable to understand
the depths of you
I cannot see to the bottom

Winds create waves
that crest and crash
Damaging all in the way

Salty spray stings my eyes
violent wind burns my cheeks
The surf steals air from my lungs

And yet I watch from the shore
Mesmerized and unable to understand
the violent beauty of your seas

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Preeti
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The beauty of the seas at their wavy best is indeed mesmerizing:)…Nice poem:)

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