Woe is me,
She is the sea,
I am but land,
And there I stand.
Her waves roar,
Love crashing onto my shore.
Sun baked sand drinks its elixir,
The waves recede,
I shiver.
Woe is me
Woe to be free
Shake me to my foundations
A blind eye to those complications
This agony!
Come, reality,
Look upon my plight
Take it from me, or it is here I fight.
Water’s dance,
A fluid romance,
But I stand unmoved.
About the Creator
Shema Rangira
A wretch, depraved but saved by the blood of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.
"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life" -John 3:16
Keep reading
More stories from Shema Rangira and writers in Poets and other communities.
Age
Take with wisdom and dignity the counsel of the years - If your able, If you possess true courage, And real wisdom. These are not the acts of heroism and princely tales. These are not the stories of which volumes will be written To be studied in leather bound books for centuries hence. It is instead to be utterly forgotten to mediocrity, to die before death takes us. And accept it with glee.
By Sean Elliottabout 11 hours ago in Poets
The Gen Z Entrepreneurial Revolution
It is hardly debatable that the world has always been run by a bunch of aging dinosaurs, mostly male, who refuse to allow the younger generation to bring about changes. Politicians and leaders everywhere refuse to release the reigns of creativity and leadership until they are dead or dying. It is time to give the young a chance to revolutionize and change the entire landscape of their existence. Those of us with one foot in the grave, so to speak, should wake up and realize that we are not the ones who will be living in the world in the years to come.
By Novel Allen7 days ago in Writers
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.