I am a tsunami.
My path set in front of me,
I can’t help but devastate
as you and I collide.
I am unconstrained.
Even in the residual calamity
I stir with dissonant anticipation
and the tremors force me to life.
I revel in the chaos
trapping and consuming
all that once alluded me.
Rushing. Flooding. Swirling.
I’m unreeled
and unrivaled.
Bubbles rise.
Grasping for the air
you all
so desperately require.
I withdraw.
Contract.
Recede.
My God
The pieces follow my watery
tendrils.
The ocean of my sorrows
bury the casualties.
Peace and stillness reside.
I wait.
About the Creator
Zeline Farney
I love poetry and the way words sound. I am a fiction lover. I love adventures and fairytales and things that could never be real. I love daydreaming. I tell silly tales to my children and recently decided to create a book for them.
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