poem voyage

Voyage

Abhijith C AnilWritten ByAbhijith C Anil Views: 7

Its a storm of doom
You try hope and steer
Yet the sails don’t unfold
The sailor unties his anchors
For its a ship abandoned
A One man sailor with a broken mast
The sea a treacherous villian
Waves that lure you to deeper whorls
The lone sailor held on with hope
The shallows and the harbour is near
Fake The sinister winds and whorls
Alluring him to endless depths
Wrecking havoc little by little
The leaky ship creaked and leaked
Like a Prey to a spider’s web
Each entangle led to more
With a smile of some contentment
The sea spider awaits and enjoys the scene
Alluring with hope of an unknown revenge
The dumb old sailor steers to the game
Carried on by waves,winds and whorls
The prey’s end is a sad realisation
The sailor no better in this game
The game set to fail and end tragic
Flood the ship and break the masts
He is in deep with no rays breaking in
The storm gathers and the sails crumble
The sailors takes his hands off the wheel
As the cobwebs settle the prey ceases
The sea waves and whorls gathers
The sinister storm of a lost sail

Abhijith C Anil

I am an Orthopaedist who likes to pen thoughts, images, situations and characters that crop up in my imagination without an invitation. Writing is an inconsistent hobby. If you come across any of mine, please leave a comment or let me know what you feel.

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