Poem -
Lost at Sea
If I were ship I'd hold
No bearing,
For the one I love
Is no longer caring,
Her silence is brutal
A storm ravaging the seas,
My berth is my heart
It creaks, it weeps,
It begs please,
Why was I foolish in my voyage,
Why did I sail into this storm,
My words were like wind cool,
Blasting, cold and scorned
She like the sun is nowhere
To be found,
Only darkness around me
And thunder the only sound,
Her love was a blessing
A lighthouse in the mist,
How I long for her warmth
Her touch, her kiss,
My words were unruly,
Naive and without thought,
So now I'm a man,
A ship,
Without bearing,
Without port...
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Comments
Hey Jordan a great write . I feel like this ship as it goes with love . It brings you then hurts you with each crushing wave . Love hurts indeed .cheers rock
Hi Jordan......Another great write in my eyes,great analogy of love
lost to being lost at sea really creative, loved this..... Debs
Hi Jordan,
The "Phillip Nolan" of the man without a love. I'm rooting for this writer to come out of the storm, and find new love in a sunny port. A thought provocative write, with parodies. Very nicely done!
Peace and Love,
xox Larry