By Apoorva
In a world where lands collide and made mountains
We created an ocean of tears and treasure of feelings and secrets
Our memories floated here and there
Scattered
Shattered like glass bottle on the shore
Sun on the water was golden like your locks
It was almost as bright as your presence
If I had it my way, I would dive deep to get you the pearl rightfully yours, sitting still.
Alas the child in me traded gems for rocks
Found my desires in a puddle
Stomped my feet only to get them dirty
Now I stand and the waves won't even stay
They brush off your evocation
And go back, almost mocking me on my foolishness.
I left the ocean
Now the ocean doesn't stay still
By Apoorva
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