My Hopeless OceanA Poem by Maria
If I could create the reality of my own,
You would never find a place for yourself. You would endlessly wander within solemn walls, You would feel your body and soul becoming slender. Within the reality of my own, I would be the goddess of rain with a silver crown, And you like a tragic beggar looking for home, Would avoid my glance full of disgust. I believe,that within the world of my own, Creating divine laws, I would be the most powerful power, Your never ending story... And each imploring whisper to slow down this torture, Would be commonly finished with hundreds of commas.. You endlessly suffering creature, Will you ever mind my hopeless oceans,that I am destined to be drawn to? I believe,You will rigidly mourn to your rivers As forever fallen people do...
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