Depths Poem by grezlay figueroa
Depths
Rating: ★5.0
The father whimpered as the liquid turned to depths of the sea.
if she threw herself in, then whos there to see?
its a motionless feeling.
a thought or a cry.
her silence is equal to the wrath's of a tide.
whats the point of torture
when your hearts not at stake
take away blindness take away pain.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: blindness,father,silence
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8/24/2026 9:02:50 AM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
The whimpering sea...the tide motionless...its wrath...well, you create a strong sad imagery there, Grez...excellent write in terms of expression of emotions...excellent metaphors inside...thanks...10