Whispers of Love and The Human Paradox

Water droplets hit the ground,

My mind reflects the riptide sea,

Actions are ethically bound,

But thoughts seem to go free,

The knife hits the ground,

My hands in front of me,

I thought satan took over,

But God was it really me,

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Love makes you do the undone,

One cheats and the other is left hurt,

No wound heals so fast,

No scars fill up quickly,

The calm sea mirrors,

My actions and my bloody shirt,

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Who thought an Angel would ever be armed,

But an ardour man knows nothing when he is harmed.

Author's Note: The poem describes a man whose mind is disturbed the same way as the riptide sea is; later it describes how the man sees himself in the calm sea, which reflects that after doing what he desires which may or may not be violence he now sees things clearly; but is it too late to think and reflect on life.