Poem: Beach


when it promises peacefulness, 
i found loneliness;
when it promotes calmness, 
i hear struggles;
when it prompts freedom, 
i see a soul locked with troubles;

how deceiving one could be,
by the widespread blueprint, 
by the white sandy beach,
by the fluffy clear sky;

the beach doesn’t lie,
the ocean isn’t dry,
the sky still there, up high;
it’s just an internal battle,
between the senses, the heart and the mind.

– ع says – 15.12.18 –

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