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Contributed by
korax
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Tuesday, 11th March 2003 @ 06:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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Its silent stare surrounds my shores
Its glistening waves my heart adores
Drifting away from my familiar home
Free to explore, free to roam
No destination, no place of rest
An endlessly moving continual quest
Its colours attract me I always come back
From its sun drenched blueness
To the macarb coldness of black
A swirling destruction
With treasures so deep
A tranquil silence
With secrets to keep
I slip even down further
In here I am free
Nobody can touch me
Yet everything I can see
This is my ocean
These are my walls
I hear the silence of life
My heart it explores
Deeper and deeper
Till I'm finally home
Now I can live....
Now I can roam.
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korax
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2003-03-11 18:20:00]
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Re: No Title
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by Amoeba on
Wednesday, 12th March 2003 @ 12:38:31 PM AEST
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| Certainly one of the best I have read today. I enjoyed reading it. It needs no title, and allows the reader to perhaps create one for himself. Good write.. |
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