STANDING ON THE FEET OF FLOATING

Post author By amoafowaa
Post date October 15, 2014
6 Comments on STANDING ON THE FEET OF FLOATING

drowning

Sinking deep in the stormy sea

Alone in the vast, no stick to see

I clutch at my fist

To gain a seat

I see my legs on floating feet

Left, right, up and down

My eyes can see

Only the waters of the sea

Yelling of pain

Noise of chaos

Frightening roars

As war breaks through the gates of my ears

Into the halls of my thoughts

No peace within

Fear without

A man within

A woman without

A woman drowning

Drowning in the deep sea

With none to help

Not even a nosy straw

I don’t look down

If I’ll be swallowed

I need not see it

I might drown

I might live

But now I stand

On the feet of floating

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, #NEED, POETRY.

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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