Aquarian Heart

This aching anxiousness

is holding me far too tight

I am searching for peace and aching for quiet —

the type of silence

that can wash the noise away.

My soul is homesick for the ocean,

and my heart is crying out for the waves.


The Art of Drowning


I have always
been drawn to water,
the allure of being clean,
as if one dip beneath the surface
will wash all my cares away
I just hover,
lost in the fading colors
as depths rise,
no more crowded rooms
filled with empty conversation,
just sweet silence
it makes it easy to surrender,
an effortless glide

Breath of a Words© 7/27/17

photo: Nicholas Javed