(Untitled)

[hakeeem]

as kids we'd build trenches and walls on the shoreline

hoping with the right combination
of wet and dry sand, rock and driftwood
we'd keep the water out

the waves would come and engulf in itself
our barricades
of sand and sticks and stones

leaving not a trace of our marks
try as we might, again and again
our efforts are washed away

you are the ocean

now

Comments

[underoakes]

i love this one

[hakeeem]

haha thanks man. i really appreciate that. never written anything before but this one just came suddenly. kinda wish i could talk about the real matter openly.

[underoakes]

you can talk to me anytime man, i am born to listen.