Wandering by the sea, Shore was something to see… With the sun too trying to take a dip, As if cooling self after the heat’s heap… The silent water touching the feet, By waves too, descending, as if preparing to sleep… Brought something crashing beneath…

There’s a time capsule inside of me No one else will ever see For though I pour things out in verse Few know the stories behind the words They’re written snapshots of my life Every poem that I write Has some basis in my truth…