WAVES Powerful and mighty Topped with the whitest snow Up, down, and level Is all it is able to move It crashes down Like a tree being cut Falling with power It lays flat As a paper on the desk Conforming to its shape It rises tall As does the sun Yet it falls As does our moods Never stopping It goes on forever Repeating its every move It's never the same It changes in moments All sizes are its form As us, It is forever.
Reason for writing:
I was inspired to write this poem after a number of
conflicts I had with certain friends. This poem is about
how our moods are constantly changing and how it is
impossible to stay in the same mood, therefore we can't
judge the way a person feels without first considering what
mood they are in.
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