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By # Cyra the poet
# Dripping pen .
A bottle with a message
floated in upon the tide ,
the sea is blue and so am I
said the note inside ,
next day on the jungle
a dry paper winded away ,
inside another letter
come rescue me am stuck ,
in the kelp ,a try for help ,
drowning layer foam ,
written an a coffee cup ,
beneath words and heart ,
the day after ,thin tubes ,
spread along the path ,
spelling out the words
” the final straw ”
a twinkle of an eye moment
itself an unanswered message
castaways washed up on the ground ,
and out of mind the wreckage ,
assumptions fades reality
treating every whisper on stand ,
secrets were no more secreted ,
rather were on sweet talks ,
ettles getting dismantled on daily basis ,
planting on an unavailing harvest
deep worthless intentions
life a lesson of misery !