Mind.

Don't know if I like this one.

Midst the oceans of blue,

There stands a lone island.

Its shore lines oh so pure,

Its innocence a tranquil asylum. 

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It is there where I escaped,

when my mind pleaded to roam free.

Disconnecting from the commotion,

that often shrouded me. 

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Consider your mind an island,

its inhabitants simply your dreams.

And every noxious thought,

Taints your pristine streams. 

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So keep your mind clear,

And your waters shall remain blue.

Disregard the whispers,

Or your island shall pollute. 

Reviews

[Nix]

A beautiful poem filled with emotion and an amazing metaphor. This has been grossly overlooked by the WC community. A true hidden jewel. Its quiet profundity is so perfectly done. Well done.