The Sea ...
Watching the sea,
In the morning, evening, night,
I feel like I'm in a vast heaven.
Uncountable waves,
Like glass painted in blue and white 🌊.
Thousand, no, million, or trillion,
Uncountable fishes in uncertain colors,
Like stars in the blue Sky ,
Underground stars in the blue ocean with magic ✨.
Sailboats, ships, yachts, and fun rides,
Some for their living, others for enjoyment,
Dotting the surface of the ocean,
Showcasing her beauty to the world 🌍.
Revealing different phases, evoking diverse feelings,
A morning sun rising under the blue ocean, offering new hope.
A bright phase, signaling to keep yourself busy.
An evening phase with a vibrant setting sun,
Signaling that the busy hours are over for today.
Keep calm and relax, just see me; I'm the sea.
A night sea, wow, seriously,
An everlasting beauty,
With a sea breeze, a dark night with white shades,
With glitter for decoration,
It's called the dark heaven.
For some, they want all things, in the World
For me, it's enough, it's all I ever want,
To feel, to see,
The Blue Sea...
About the Creator
Quoth
Unnoticed, the clock struck into the next day. Before my eyes, as midnight came and went, the words on the pages over which I poured blurred together. Meaningless under my over-tired gaze, they looped around themselves, slowly winding lines of text twisting themselves into knots as I watched, barely awake enough to do more than notice the change.
By Alexander McEvoy2 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
The sea is just so blissful! Loved your poem!