I was waiting for the storm to pass out , The waves were thudding to touch the seashore , that I freaked and flooded.. For so long , Now I was fresh enough to feel the sunrays and moonlight reflecting The strength into my seabed.. So I can live in my and mine for so long.. It's #PoemTime. Write a poem of longing. #forsolong #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #sea #philosophy #storyteller #poetrycommunity #mywords