T F Rice


Sometimes I want to flee,
stumble down the steps to the sea,
fight the sand with all my might,
then breathe in the tears of the sea.
Would I feel passion return to me
if I could seize up my thoughts and be
a thrashing, fighting, wanting one again;
And then arise out of the sea,
remembering that death still waits for me.
Then I would know value in life again.
I just want to want to live;
I want to feel alive again.

Poem Submitted: Monday, July 31, 2006
Poem Edited: Friday, August 20, 2010

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  • Nalini Hebbar (7/31/2006 8:17:00 PM)

    a beautiful poem...draw from the strength of the sea...i have always felt one with the sea...you sort of sway and merge with the swell...it give a lot of peace...love...nalini

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