Lame,lame title.Anyway,if you do read this please post your comments.Would mean a lot.
I stare at the sea,
Reminiscing,imagining,all at once
I'm left with a lucid dream
that withers in reality.
I look,I ponder..
I think of the times I've been here,
thinking of problems that seem trifle.
And yet I feel a void within,that just gets deeper.
It takes courage to stand still
but insanity to travel back..
My body waits,unlike time;aging.
And my will gets weaker shouting
for my soul to come back.
I watch that lonely ship,
and that horizon..teasing me to chase it.
All of this makes wonderful poetry
that I write as I wait,helplessly.
looking at the sea,and the music of clashing waves,
I cry at what has-been,and what will never be.
But today,I run..shoes,clothes,people..nothing bothers me.
And I cry like a baby all the way,
As I dive into the sea..
Hoping as the water hits my body,
my soul will wake up to reality.