Sea Ice
The years I looked for you have not been wasted.
Through the deep snow and ice I searched,
Long and hard.
Will there ever be a time where we meet again?
Tell me.
Am I even still alive to you?
Snow melts into my eyes and I am blinded.
I had known this would happen,
For happiness is like a piece of ice in the middle of the ocean.
It could melt at any moment,
Any second.
My tears freeze as fast as they come.
You will never return,
But I will never stop waiting.
For my sheet of ice that has kept me afloat,
Has not yet melted.
👁 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.