Seas of Words

Words concentrate in the form of phrases,
Working joy into the heart, forming gusts,
Enemies are blown to and fro, like the tide.
The sea endangers us at times, due to illness,
But the sea is only ill when angry, roaring in its smiles,
Acting like loving kisses, of weather so severe,
And the severity is immense because we matter.
The words of the seen nature remark in the end,
Guiding us along a beautiful country of seas.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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