Murder At Swimming Pool Poem by Alexander Foald

Drowned in a swimming pool
Water comes from the sea, brings reality
Hands begging in the air, up to the sky
Asking too much for a help,
Yet heart of one’s never tired of greed

Am I dreaming about you?
Am I seeing illusion of you?

I searched all over the place in the whole world
I dug the mysteries of loneliness with no clues
Finally I realized what you were made of
It’s nothing more than a wishful thinking of mine

Like a dog sleeps in a plain warfield
Waiting death meets its tail and shot it dead
Forgive me if I’m nothing than a waste for you
But my heart is full of grandiose dream of you

Drowned in a swimming pool
Water comes from the sea, brings reality
Girl with backless suit watching me over
Like she’s praying for my ungrateful dead