Worn out and groggy
With her eyesight foggy
She slowly rests her back
Eating a midnight snack
Through the mist in the sea,
Her life unfolds in memories
The war, the murders and the pain
She sees all that was lost in vain.
In circles her thoughts swirl,
On her bed of sand she curls
Longing for the calm to wash over
As both time and she grow colder and older
The breeze soothes her aching limbs
With a seeming gentle murmur of hymns
The sky littered with stars and moon
Is a new dawn a bane or a boon?
The wave and time have finally past,
Her power, Her strength, Her falling might,
With a smile, eyelids, slowly they close
Drifting into an eternal sleep, her spirit rose
At finding peace in the end!
Poem #1 for National Poetry Writing Month Challenge
What a beautiful poem.. it rhymes so well. Good job!
Thank you and thanks for the visit 🙂
Fantastic poem.
Thank you 🙂