The Waves

The absurd waves have been screaming from far

Now they surge ahead and threaten the tranquillity

Doors have been closed and rooms erased of dreams

Outdoors is home now, during inclement times

No walls and divisions, but peace can be evasive

Earlier, tight spaces restricted the freedom of time

Absurdity compelled the world to feel smaller

Where dreams would be contained in small sections

There were no rooms for love to blossom

One could not renounce the bitterness and jealousy

Waves are nearer and advance at a menacing speed

Reassuring this human to trust the ground is futile

All the fellows talking about the absurdity vanished


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