I really like going to the beach because it’s really peaceful and quiet it is show your mind something you can describe it about the water. It’s Really cold and is really cool. When you dip your toes and you feel and felt the breeze. Because smelling it cross the sky is fantastic you ever imagine and there a little Voice in your head so you tell you about something like shush is time to relaxed and use some reading or writing

The morning sun shone bright onto the crystal clear waters.

The glimmer on the water, catches your eye.

Crabs scurry on the sand, the sand heating from the red hot sun.

Birds greet you with their chirps, their songs all different with each different species.

The sun packs heat as it slowly rises to greet the day.

Beautiful colours you see, violet, pink salmon, orange and some blue.

Like a painting, nature’s painting, is what we call sunrise or sunset.

In this peaceful and tranquil environment, you breathe in everything that is around. The colours. The smells. What you can touch. What you can see.

There is no troubles in your mind, just the serene.

Nothing else matters, nothing but now. Why may you ask? Because your mind is at peace, just like the calm and serene water and the beautiful painting that spreads across the sky. Yours thoughts don’t wander, they don’t disappear but instead they are covered by natures beauty and wonders.

Gentle waves Caress my feet I could stay here forever

No more Schoolwork or Family or Friends

Just Sky And water And sand

Just one moment To breathe Let my racing head stop Not because it’s hit the finish line, no This isn’t the end yet But maybe it found a beach With gentle waves As well To sit by.

it’s beautiful here quiet peaceful

the birds fly above they sing a song in a language i wish i knew i wonder if birds sing about love as we do?

or heartbreak or healing or the magic of life

the waves crash on the beach and leave as quickly as they came pulled back into the sea

do they feel trapped? do they wish to be free? or does their return feel like coming home?

i want to come home i am home but i want to come home

i want to feel content i want to feel loved for that is to feel at home

the sand seems to stretch for infinity they say it holds more grains than the night sky holds stars

is each grain an individual? or simply a tool for the greater purpose of this soft bed on which i sit?

are we individuals? or cogs in the machine of life? will we ever really know?

it’s quiet here so quiet all i can do here is think

about the birds, and the sea and the sand on the beach and the ways in which i fit

Your petals flourishing in the sea air, Stem strong and so sturdy, Blooming on the beach, A gentle breeze, Stands firm, Sands. So soft, Enough for you, To grow and strive, Beauty in your tender petals, Life in your gorgeous reddy bloom.

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Love You R

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Sea Saltly air A calm overhead And filling you completely

You went here for a reason But you’ve decided to wait To not let the sea have you Not on a beautiful night like this

You see an empty can And reach over to pick it up

Humans, the foul creatures Who filth the world with their greed You wish that you weren’t as such You wish you could become salt in the air

Turning around, you see a flash of light You hear someone call your name But you ignore it Striding over to the shore

Closer and closer To the thick, salty waves

This world is dying Everyone knows it, But no one is going to do anything Even if one does try, no one can overpower the human greed

The shouting becomes louder You hear multiple voices this time Each accompanied by a bright, Bright light

Closer and closer To the waves, the smothering waves

You know you are greedy You know you are needy Jealousy, Hatred, Depression It all was in you, you were made of it

You wanted this pain to be over To actually do something Good, helpful for once The world deserves much better

Closer and closer Knee high with the thick waves

You continue your descent Walking quicker, as you can When you hear a scream They’ve found you

No, you think, no I shall not return to Harm the world any longer I shall surrender to the sea

You splutter as cold water fills your lungs Thick, salty waves

You can’t hear anything now

It’s silent

    **Muted**

** Quiet **

                    You know soon…

You will be part of the salt. You will be the salt.

(Sorry for the dark tone, just got reminded of a thing I read. Thanks for reading and have a good day.)

When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,

I all alone beweep my outcast state,

And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,

And look upon myself and curse my fate,

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,

Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,

Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,

With what I most enjoy contented least;

Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,

Haply I think on thee, and then my state,

(Like to the lark at break of day arising

From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;

For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings

That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

It’s starting to rain as I sit here on the beach looking across to the horizon People getting up to leave because they’re too afraid to get wet I’m sitting here Watching them leave And soon I’m all alone With the beach to myself

_The rain coming down _ _My hair getting wetter _ _And wetter _ And wetter

I’m completely alone with the rain It never crosses my mind to get up and leave Because I find peace with the emotions of the sky coming down on me

_The sand getting more muddy _ _And muddy _ _And muddy _

And I wonder why people find discomfort with the tears of the sky How they don’t see the beauty of the clouds getting too full And finally letting go

_The waves getting bigger _ _And bigger _ _And bigger _

I wonder I wonder how many people go through their days not seeing the beauty of the world Not seeing just how extraordinary our life really is How everything in nature Big Or small Is truly a masterpiece

This tide, Brought you. To my side, So I would stay true.

This beach, Brought me. Into your reach, So I could just be.

This sand, Brought footprints. Hand in hand, Forever since.

This sky, Reflects your heart A far cry, From whence we were apart.

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Love You R

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Sitting on a beach. Thinking. You really call this peace? My brain can’t stop speaking.

It’s one after another, just constant and it’s making me suffer. Just let me be honest.

Let me talk to someone, I hate being alone. Because thoughts can consume one, so far, that’s the only effect known.

So as I sit on the sand, let me tell you, thoughts do not give an upper hand when you have more than a few.

Overthinking is devouring; it tears you up and breaks you down. It’s the feeling towering when you start to drown.

My thoughts are dangerous, and stupid, and traitorous, and intruded.

Please don’t tell me, it’s better to be alone. I have to disagree because my thoughts are not my own.