Her

It reminded her of herself ~
the sea.
Its turmoils, its peace.
How the waves rushed to claim what was theirs
But at the shores, just crashed instead -
As if in an after thought
Or simply giving up in distraught!
Only to recoil and reconcile -
To gain more strength, for another try.

The sea was crazy -
Some days calm,
some days upbeat.
Sometimes embracing those
who came in respite,
Guarding their secrets
in her profound mind.
Yet at times betraying men
and claiming their lives.

It was shades of herself she saw,
When she looked into the sea -
Turbid, yet clear
Poignant, with cheer.
Emotions, a myriad
Saw, those who sought.
It never dawned on these
When a mirror
they look into, deep
It was their reflections
they'd see -
And not her indeed.

She sat by the blue waves
Who beat their heads in disgrace.
She smiled at their misery
Which was, but momentary.
As they kissed her feet
Before their hasty retreat.
Deadly, yet fending
Dark, yet forgiving
She loved the sea,
for it was she.