The Sea-Bedroom

Under the sea is a bedroom for me to exist,
In it I lie and commit eating and to insist.
My waters are pure in the heaven,
Causing widespread damage to notation.
These letters are in the water, in salt,
For we are in heavenly fault.
The reasons for gaining results is fine,
The sea is a bed for the sleep that is mine.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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