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Entrapped in tears
the ocean bed consumes me; my tears have filled this space inside,
An encounter of truth, has me, in its grasp,
Broken, surrounded by the human being in me, shield’s any sign of life,
My grave is unmarked; I alone know its name, its wisdom of the body that is buried here,
Darkness is all I see,
I see light that us untouchable, the stars, moon, sky, is hope,
Flickering waves carry a rainbow that is not meant for me,
My body is dragged on the oceans floor,
my arms reache in front of the other, each stroke, each movement pulls me further in the abyss of cruelty,
Unknown, unseen, unheard, and not missed,
My soul, my life, my heart beats slow, I’m drowning, my lung’s are filling up, and the future is gone,
Hope has not searched for me,
I cry tears, that do not run down my cheeks, sounds from moving lips are not heard,
As my eye’s close to sleep, a guided force reaching for me,
Light embrace me, the ocean is spread apart an I am lifted into the heavens,
I can finally touch the stars, an I am free, this century old soul has come home,
a pirates grave, is opened,
as I walk in peace, in comfort,
To my soul I smile,
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What a wonderful write this is! I like the resurraction at the end, it has an uplifting beat.
This one also reminds me of one of my own poems that I had written some time ago, "It's A Beautiful Dawn", you can see that poem here in the den. The following is the link to the poem:
http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewpoetry.asp?AuthorID=6807&id=67543
It has similar meanings. Enjoyed yours.
Sandie May Angel