by Lewis Raynes |
My life as a bubble began just then,
When I appeared under this dazzling rip curl.
I was pushed deep down, then around and around,
Caught up in this wave of a swirl.
I feel beautiful, so round and unique,
And I love my friend, the sea horse.
But I feel myself going up and I don’t know why,
Being pulled up by some other force.
I love my life as a bubble down here,
Living in a beautiful, bizarre, frenzied insane.
I hope when I reach my heaven another wave catches me,
And I exist, down here, once again.
by Sristrikarta Vaibahv vilas |
anniversary, beauty, girlfriend, romantic,
I feel like as,holding my hands
by you,When i hold your ''WAIST''
It behave like a fish swimming
in my hands with the care feeling
by my fingers.
Way passes with the great ride
of a sea horse with the music of
By the sense of your smell makes me
to catch air which fall on your face
When i hold your ''WAIST"
So please never leave my hands
with love all
by Kai Michael Neumann |
he dreamt of death sharks and apocalypse
Poseidon on edge of waters and hence
slept badly because of the fish and chips
exhausted he drowned without any sense
a jubilant sea horse married a prawn
Freud cheered the cohabitation in joy
while salty solution mixed with the spawn
directed and waved at subconscious ploy
kill your father and mount your own Mama
Oedipus knows best don’t waste repression
Sex is your friend so look out for drama
I offer my couch for a quick session
for in love and compassion lies no shame
to dolphins' applause together they came
13th September 2020