The sea is raging
we are like two ants
floating in a paper boat
cradled by the waves of time.
Like a genie in a bottle
I stayed within those glass walls for long
now riding on this crest and turf,
of the water that rips through our world
we float to two different worlds.
I wonder when I would be home,
I wonder when you would touch me
like this breeze which blows from the eastern horizon
Time grows old,
but I fail to surrender,
perhaps one day the mist will devour the worlds
and two souls will once again walk
through this mist forever this way
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4 comments:
Very powerful and profound imagery.
i am glad u liked it... getting it from u gives me a lot of satisfaction!!!
It is difficult to imagine how two people who seem to be together are very distant from each other. Such is life...loved your poem!
this certainly is a matured one. like the choice of words.
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