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We stood so close
to each other in the same world…
yet such a defined wall separated us…
Such a strong wall stopped us
from seeing one another…
even though we were
already different to start with…
As you are the ocean,
combined to the surface
and held such a beauty…
one that brings a gentleness
that is loved by all…
while I am nothing more
than the ever moving wind
that is free from the world,
but condemned by it at the same time…
the wind that brings
unnecessary harm and destruction
to those I grow close to…
I can only watch your grace
while you gaze through me,
my form nonexistent.
I should have known the futility
of trying to bring together
the wind and the ocean…
but…
I still tried my best
to destroy the wall between us,
to see you once more
and tell you that I had done wrong
that we had done wrong.
I desired so much to break down
the wall that stopped my wind...
that stopped me from allowing the wind
to flow over your ocean
and relax by your presence.
I wanted to tell you how sorry I am…
Day after day,
I fruitlessly attacked the wall,
hoping that my efforts
would bring me results.
But I grew troubled as I continued
to see the wall stand strongly.
I had not let the wall stop me
as I exhausted myself,
my tears splattered over the wall.
It refused to budge…
And I gave up…
My wind died down
as I faced the wall,
my tear stained eyes shut closed.
I was reduced
to such warm tears as I punched the wall…
but it cracked.
I stood there in such shock
as the wall fell
to my act of desperation
to my punch filled with such a strong desire…
And I take
my first look at you
to see you just as I left you…
I was in awe
how your grace remained unfazed
by the winds of time…
But I was stopped
at the realization
that I could not reach you
that you were now in a different world…
You were now in a land
untouched by my wind…
And I fell at last,
my eyes now staring at the wall
that keeps us apart…
I realized that it will never
go back to how it was before…
and the wind began to surround me,
wiping away my fresh tears…
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Title:
Ocean Breeze
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Artist:
Stranger in the Desert
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Description:
I was talking to my ex-girlfriend, and we talked about the old times, and then we talked about how, even if the possibility arose, we could never walk down that path again...
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Date:
02/14/2009
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Tags:
ocean
breeze
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