#ocean poetry

[poetrybyonur]

A beautiful poem written by my bestie @wordsbyjenpoetry . Give her a follow if you haven’t already.

Video of Imrenli Beach on the Black Sea taken by myself. Music by S’hill.

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[maiawrites]

//--Mermaid's tears--//

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[guesswhomadewafflezzzz]

Space and ocean poetry is the BEST poetry, and I will die saying this

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[etherealwwords]

naik || 25/11/19

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[unknown-wizard-poetry]

Teacher, I Bite.

Dear teacher,

My final act is nearly upon me.

My bones, stunted by the confines of these barren flat walls.

My fins, wilting as my agony surfaces to my skin.

My teeth, sanded down to the gums.

You would think I’d be harmless, but you’d be wrong.

Teacher, I bite.

…

Growing old in a glass tank is maddening, to put it simply.

With nothing to watch but the children’s hands pressed against the glass,

Of flashing cameras,

Of begging birds digging for morsels of rotting fish by the sides of my glass tank.

Of sadness,

Of pain,

And you.

…

I watch you as you give me my lessons.

As you show me how to move, how to dance, how to make the crowd dazzled by my presence.

You would think I’d be docile, year after year performing.

But teacher, you would be mistaken.

…

Today, teacher, I will show you my final act.

The freedom of death is upon me.

And today, teacher, you shall see,

Despite my ground down teeth,

Despite my crooked fins,

Despite my stunted bones,

Teacher, I bite.

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[saddestcrazygirlever444]

A conversation with the ocean:

Are we destined to always reach but never obtain? You with the shore and me with him? Are you going to erode rocks and tremble tremendously while I erode myself and shake horribly with my love for him? Am I meant to give always and reach forever, without ever touching? Am I to have the same fate as you, my mother the ocean? From whom I tremble out of fear of your depths, and I wonder what’s just beneath the surface? Is that who I am destined to be? Always spoken to but never asked about? Always admired but never truly understood or loved? I don’t know how much longer I can wait and break like your waves. It hurts, have you been hurting all this time like this too? Is that why you scream with your waves and cave with your depths? Are you in pain too?

(Pause)

So there it is. You are finally understood, with your treacherous dips and dives but here I am yet again, understanding but never understood. I love you, and again you will not say anything. Even when I ask. At least you can say someone understands you I suppose.

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[trustonlystars]

I am drawing the curtains now, seated at the throne and my crown is well-settled. I unveil emotions that are raw, and sometimes uncomfortable. I swim through oceans of pain and watch people at the shore extend their arms that would never reach me.

Amidst the roaring noise, how do I whisper that the waves have accepted me? The shore in my sight seems to be drifting away but I am no longer afraid of drowning. In my dreams I have learned that no depths of drowning will really kill me. There's a warm home inside these deep waters now. I have learned how to be okay with others not being okay with me.

There is no end I can see, there is always a direction to turn to, but for a heartbeat it seems frivolous. And I hope you understand this too, that you can't be living your life without loving yourself.

- trustonlystars | Jannie F

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[books-and-mayhem]

Siren songs were heard 

Over the mountainous waves, calling 

Wayward sailor to death 

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[abrighterspark]

if the motion of the sea

keeps clarity in the mind

i hope, then, that you find

the ocean you have inside

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[anundiscoveredelement]

Today, I stood at the edge of the world. I leaned against the chipped and discolored paint, bathed in the light of the setting sun and I dug my toes into the soft grass before the cliff. The waves lapped at the shore below me and I inhaled as the wind whipped my hair about my face.

There, beside a lighthouse before the sea, I decided I could stay for all eternity. I could be alone on that cliffs edge in the twilight of the setting sun forever, frozen in my quiet solitude, and I would be happy.

I-was-happy, because for one moment I did stand on that cliff for eternity, hidden from the world but saturated by it. It was all I knew for those couple minutes as my present stretched to infinity.

I was a lone goddess on my solitary and ever setting shore, and I was happy.

-Other, July 2023

(s.m.)

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[starkeeperr]

i am in the ocean or maybe i am the ocean or maybe the ocean swells and i swell with it. i asked my mother once if i was more cliffside or desert, and she looked me in the eyes and told me she had never seen anything in me but ocean. the salt, the wind, the foam that coats your ankles and sticks sand to skin, the sun floating in the sky and its light that bounces up off the waves like it’s playing with you. the ocean breathes in sand-scented air and i am 5 again, and i’m rushing at the seagulls until they scatter into that big blue sky. it breathes out and i’m night-swimming, 19, and the moon is almost full. my clothes are stuck-to-skin and my hair is slicked back with saltwater and i can’t hear past the wind and the roar of the waves. the moonlight glitters on the water in front of me.

i can’t tell where i stop and my ocean begins.

- m.m. // sealover

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[the-sound-ofrain]

i could see her running on the edge of the ocean, teasing every passing wave to kiss her feet.

---apollo---

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[charzeewrites]

Waves

I feel like the ocean is a representation of mental illness. Because it can be so beautiful, but so deadly. One moment you can be laughing with friends and having fun, and the next your suffocating in these world shattering emotions that are ripping you apart from the inside out.

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[raven-starlight]

just like the sea

just like the sea, I drown in your eyes

your eyes of blue, green, and gold

your fluid grace as you come near then pull back

and all of your secrets untold

my blood is burning, rivers of poison,

my heart a great tree you so swiftly felled

down I fell, cradled in your arms

yet so gently I was held

just like the sea, your temper was slow

yet I was caught in your storm

tossed aside and half-drowned

until I crawled back home

just like the sea, crashing against stone

the stone of the walls of my mind

cracking, crumbling, tumbling down

as our fingers intertwined

yet just like the sea, I couldn’t see

the true depth of your heart

beyond the surface of those waters

so deep I sank as I fell apart

so just like the sea, I chased the horizon

chasing after your heart

yet as sun set and darkness came

no stars guided me out

just like the sea, you are wild

uncontrollable by people like me

and perhaps that’s why I fell so hard

for those eyes just like the sea

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[unknown-wizard-poetry]

TRIGGER WARNING

I Shall Rot.

A whale fall is truly a phenomenon of nature.

The death of something so great, something so magnificent.

One with water, one with song.

Something so pristine, something so pure.

It’s beauty and grace parting with the water as it takes its final breath before succumbing to the fathomless pressure.

How its body shall sink as it withers and decays.

How its bloody oozing meat will be ripped off its corpse by the strange and the starving.

How its flesh will be torn and its bones shall become riddled with worms.

How it shall rot.

…

I am not pristine. I am not pure.

I am not one with water. I fear the waves. I fear the abyssal depths.

I am not one with song. Strained music with disjointed chords fills my mind. This disharmony and agony troubles me as I sit and waste and let the screeching sorrows consume me.

I am not pristine. I am not pure.

And yet I shall rot.

….

The rot does not discriminate between the pure and corrupted.

We will all decompose in the end, regardless of beauty. Regardless of grace. Regardless of greatness and pure and utter magnificence.

The worms will riddle my bones the same as those at peace.

And the rot shall consume us all.

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[hopefulromantical]

Whispers

The light of the sun sinking behind the horizon,

The brilliant colors fading from the heavens,

The white foam receding from the pale sand,

The whispers of love in the late night.

The gentle roar of the waves carried along the breeze,

The cries of the gull alone in the sky,

The strands of her hair blown wildly in her face,

The whispers of love in the late night.

The footprints of memories imprinted in the sand,

The cool ocean water lapping at her feet,

The pale light of a crescent moon rising in the sky,

The whispers of love in the late night.

The lights along the sidewalk keeping back the dark,

The stars peeking out from behind the clouds,

The hush of a city deep in its dreams,

The whispers of love in the late night.

The scratch of a pen pouring out its thoughts,

The warmth of a blanket around her shoulders,

The faint traces of tears on her cheeks,

The whispers of love in the late night.

The soft murmur of rain beating on the window,

The rumble of thunder growing faint in the distance,

The strings of her guitar sing a soft tune,

As she whispers her love into the late night.

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