Being underwater
Existence in the frost
Is what I do seek
Being totally lost
Swinging and swaying
In the complexities of blue
Going dusky, going beneath
Visioning the hue
I have entered the warren
All in black and white
Trying to find my way
Trying to find a kite
This can glide as high
As my mind can seek
And turn into a scent
Which is not much present
Pretentious choices of love
Finally melting into muse
I feel so lifeless
But I feel so true
If I could ever be alive
If I just feel in the view
My masking pinch me hard
My drafting is alright
To just ever let go
The moments those denied
This city finally wakes up
On the wave of my love life
Sipping the melody
Painting gold and blue
And donβt you still see
How much it means to me
If you happen to play
Let it be my favourite sport
For I have hidden
Secrets in the love always aborts
When you get your hands up
You can feel the only breakthrough
And when you let it go
It will come right back to you
Opening my heart in depths of this view
I finally let it go
To see this one turning golden blue
I love it, it feels like drowning in a pool of gold chocolate. In a good way
Thanks π
Lovely poetry and photo. I love the underwater effect. :)
Thank you so much :-)