Vision
As the salty drops fall
It fills the river beneath
Bit by bit it gathers
Deeply with its faint beat
Overflow for it cannot
For drowned shall it be
The ocean is slowly forming
The colour is different can you see?
Before was drops, now a river
Are you understanding my notion?
My head is under water
But I'm breathing fine beneath this ocean
Lauren Bianca Maduray
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/06/2020
Poet's note: This poem is specifically targets at those people who hide or suppress their feelings
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