Erosion

Erosion

A Poem by March Books
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I think that sometimes everyone feels this way

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I am an island,
alone in a sea of people.
They brush my shores, briefly, and then recede.
Like the ocean, gently licking the sands,
but never partaking.

Each wave rolls in,
sometimes taking when it goes,
sometimes leaving pleasure or pain.
But always leaving
For I am an island

People,
like the sea, are life,
yet often taste of brine
and fail to nourish.
For I am an island

I am an island,
alone, lost in a sea,
drifting without direction or anchor,
as each wave erodes my shores.
Till there is nothing left to take.
 


© 2009 March Books



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makes a good point about being isolated...one can be touched on the outside ,,,but it is difficult to affect the inside....solitary existance

Posted 4 Years Ago


Pretty good poem you have here. I'll take a look at the insanity thing when I have a chance.

Posted 7 Years Ago


that was great! really creative way to describe what so many feel.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on February 10, 2009

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