The King of Tides Date: Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 01:08:21 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: BSteel The king of tides The tides are rolling in and out, Smashing against the rocks, Mocking our fruitless talk, Growing silent we need no trumpet, Hand in hand through the sand we walk, The breeze whispers something triumphant, Something I could never say in a million words, Something rises in my soul, feelings smash and roll, In every direction, Flooding every cell receptor, Just when it feels like everything is handled, Feelings are pulled away, A soul left stranded, Seemingly, eternally, branded, By the pull of the great collector, As the moon sparks a reflection, I trust my feelings too much, Which is dangerous and obsessive, But like the tides I roll on regardless, No matter how many rocks I must erode, no matter how many walls I must tear down, In the process, For the king of tides is calling. This poem is Copyright © BSteel Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=premium/MemNewsDetail&story_id=406