Stones Of Deepest Ocean Poem by Nehla Jameel

With the scene so pleasurizing
And pearls of beauty drowned,
Each wave is preasurizing
The stones that were never found.
That heavenly sound of ocean
Drowned with harshy sounds
Would be cured with no potion,
Only the pearl when crowned.
The halting blows of wind
Disrupting the waves of ocean
But it seems to be blind
For interupting every motion.
By the weeds growing
For nourishing the stones,
It cracks; unknowing,
Creating danger zones.
The sounds of ocean unheared
And stones thrown, suffered;
It's pleading for one word,
For the truth to be 'uncovered'.