Ocean of Dire Delight

Oh quiescent wave of submerged engagement,
flowing with aforesaid solemnity.
Ominous transcription you desire,
bereft of recrudescence,
a luxury you know not.
With pernicious tongues,
the wind quietly whispers your dispersion.

Oh irresistible energy of calming consternation,
gracefully feeding the insurgent tide.
Impetuous gales of tribulation
iteratively intensify the subconscious swells.
Each rising crest,
like a synchronizing pendulum,
innocently propels the next.

Oh surf of pacifying poison,
foolishly receding awareness.
Your distracting prowess I yearn to contest.
Only grateful pursuance of ahimsa,
a mere perspective shift,
solaces the contentious wind fetch,
like a combative coastline of consciousness.