A red hot fury seeps through my bones
Boiling my furious blood
And simmering tears slip down my cheeks
Enough to summon a flood
Waves of anger crash upon
The fragile soft white sands
Pulled by the power of a pulsing red moon
The shore's happiness in her hands
A livid wild beast thrashes against
The confines of its bony cage
Uncontrolled and never still
The might of palpable rage
But when the blood moon washes clean
Of all the hatred sparks
White returns to shed its light
And greet the song of larks
And once the light shines on the shore
And rage has met its end
The sands forgive and then once more
The two can make amends
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Silent Memories
ŞiirA collection of poetry and prose circling ideas of friendship, memories, nature, love, and any random thoughts I have <3 (If you want to comment or ask about my inspiration or a poem's meaning, feel free! I'd very much appreciate feedback or your op...
