Power
Like a soft water ripple in the middle of a pond, I am the center of my well being
Like an earthquake centered in the middle of the ocean, my waves of madness will be felt
Like the blinding brightness of the center of the sun, my warmth will shine down effortlessly
Like the cool toned moon that breaks through the clouds, my blues of sorrow will hide away
👁 3💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.