the ugly writers

Lost in Reverie

With thundering sounds Like a sudden pounding push To reality, I resurface. Quiet and unseen

Lost in Reverie

 

Sadness takes over

Like a new high tide

Violent and unflinching

With thundering sounds

Like a sudden pounding push

To reality,

I resurface.

Quiet and unseen

Lost pebbles against

Subliminal vastness of the blue shore

Silent and brooding

Over the depths of the ocean

And a million unread poems

Breeze whispers to the sea.

I resurface

Again and again

Like the moon appears

Playfully rolling over the sea

On a starry night.

 

Catch more of Maryam Viqar with her previous poems:

call me home  man who can't be named  

And catch her on Instagram at Myrapoems

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Maryam H. Viqar
A seeker, dreamer, scribbler, reader, writing poetry about grief, loss, rain, autumn, nocturnal silence, hope and sometimes love...and yes 'the sight of the stars makes me dream' too....

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