To be close to the ocean
but cannot get your feet wet.
To the smell the salty air
but cannot breathe.
To see the crimson horizon
but cannot remember.
To see your dog lying next to you
but cannot pet him.
To conjure all the words for the ocean
but cannot write.
To sleep well all your life
but cannot dream.
To love someone all your life
but cannot have them.
Writings to Heaven 
I loved this-
“To conjure all the words for the ocean
But cannot write”.
👏👏
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Thanks 🙂
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Welcome.
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Loved it. Beautifully put across in this poem.
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Thanks ! , Okay . Will Visit
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You have expressed it really nicely. I love this one.
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Thanks Ankit.
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Welcome.
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Not very good at all.
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Then the purpose of writing is accomplished. I wanted the readers to feel numb after this.
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I feel numb because I’m living out the last two lines which is why i answered the question with my comment. It is very well written asking different questions building up to the final question at the very end which is the whole point of the poem.
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Yes I wanted a build-up of that kind, the one that questions the purpose. But It is to be taken positively here 🙂
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I agree with Dabir!
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I don’t want to feel that pain….
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then spread the pain.. or tell someone you want to.
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Sure… will do 😄
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I love this😊
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Thanks again. 🙂
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