it was massive, larger than life. waves crashing against the shore. frothing. sea foam. the spray hitting the clean air. water stretching for miles. who could fathom the immensity, the endless majesty of the ocean and all that inhabited it?
The waves roll, yellow shimmers on the sand. Salt burns on my lips, I hear the clickety-clack of hermit crabs crawling up the rocks. A sea snake slithers, a toxic black and white ribbon. I step carefully between the coral, flip-flops in one hand, pockets dragging with stones and shells.
The field of mature wheat was like an ocean, and as the wind blew across it, the stalks moved like the waves. She expected to see a fish jumping out of the field.
Chanpheng
The ocean of my heart dried out as I started seeing the sun rays through the window. My time has come. It is over for me; the window for opportunities has long dried out, I am a useless satellite in space, floating in endless time and space. This feeling is surreal. Having your opportunities lost In one moment must be the only thing left that you solely remember.
raivsivan
The ocean of my heart dried out as I started seeing the sun rays through the window. My time has come. It is over for me; the window for opportunities has long dried out, I am a useless satellite in space, floating in endless time and space.
raivsivan
Forgive
Ranjan
The ocean was very turbulent this morning, not the normal serene glassy green she was accustomed to.
it was massive, larger than life. waves crashing against the shore. frothing. sea foam. the spray hitting the clean air. water stretching for miles. who could fathom the immensity, the endless majesty of the ocean and all that inhabited it?
The waves roll, yellow shimmers on the sand. Salt burns on my lips, I hear the clickety-clack of hermit crabs crawling up the rocks. A sea snake slithers, a toxic black and white ribbon. I step carefully between the coral, flip-flops in one hand, pockets dragging with stones and shells.
The field of mature wheat was like an ocean, and as the wind blew across it, the stalks moved like the waves. She expected to see a fish jumping out of the field.
The ocean of my heart dried out as I started seeing the sun rays through the window. My time has come. It is over for me; the window for opportunities has long dried out, I am a useless satellite in space, floating in endless time and space. This feeling is surreal. Having your opportunities lost In one moment must be the only thing left that you solely remember.
The ocean of my heart dried out as I started seeing the sun rays through the window. My time has come. It is over for me; the window for opportunities has long dried out, I am a useless satellite in space, floating in endless time and space.
Forgive
The ocean was very turbulent this morning, not the normal serene glassy green she was accustomed to.