Blue, reef of the sea,
Water crashing down hard and steady.
Out there, grey shimmering water,
Miles and miles away, open sea in dark blue.
Calling us, with its delightful sounds.
Fading our thoughts, overcoming us in solemn.
Green, still lagoon and darkness of the forest,
Palm trees, coconut trees and grass.
Decaying leaves faintly into nothing,
Hanging and tangled tree branches greeting us.
They are our acquaintance,
As lagoon, forest and mountains are our friends.
Dazzling white sand surrounds our feet,
dragging down our heavy bodies.
Hot, as the sun shots its fierce fire,
causing a prominent feeling on our feet.
Water in the lagoon, reality of the island,
Bright and exciting, but yet proclaim a devil's voice.
I liked how you built up to the final line. Good job arranging the lines.
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