A troubled soul
Am I.
In the depth of the ocean
Beats my heart.
So troubled am I
That I twitch everywhere;
To all the sides four.

Wanting to grasp something,
I search the land.
I search the men;
I probe their boats.
For, a troubled soul
Am I.
Satisfaction,
I search for.
O' dear men,
Is my search perpetual?
Will I ever taste
The contentment ultimate?

A troubled soul
Am I:
The souls of the seas;
Dwells in the ocean,
Waves are my action.
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Done for a poetry competition under the topic A Troubled Soul.

(How's it?)

Oh! Oh!
My dears,
The first of our poem - True Lies, was done for this same competition of the year 2016. So that means... Yes!! We have nearly completed one year with this book of poems!!

Lots and lots of love,
Ed!❤

22-09-2017