River Love

When love has run its coarse it ends up being worse

than gushing waters into big sea raging violently

when words are cursed the listing boat rocks helplessly

as waves wash up loosing bearings floating aimlessly

being tossed spunked and splashed

even Jonah had more opportunity

This once fresh stream so clean with vision of dream

wetted appetite to do right by you and me

has become an ocean of diversity

lost in murky waters where have we gone wrong

in our navigation

We who rode white rapids teaming waters

pulling together surfing for life going down

but never going under rising up head above waters

we anchored in the sea of tranquility giving up praises

having survived another crisis

Now crystal clear blue waters eaten up rough chopped

frothing at the mouth with saliva foaming

angry waters falling once again on our heads

disturbing peace this must be a bad omen

Forgetting unity one of us must be thrown over board

the ship is sinking its that same old feeling

submerging with no faith who can walk on water

who will be the first to turn to drink no time to think

these are not still waters  going in we must swim 

Everyone for self our vessel of security is cracked

leaking viscously  hurling accusations 

this relation ship is drowning we have failed miserably

all has come to naught

we have been caught in a tide of recriminations

Our sos is late and won't stop the stress

our flare is quenched and has outed disastrously

we must take the plunge

perhaps a passing ship will take the cue

and rescue saving us from each other

So as we drift further apart our rift finally rented

it's time to sail on bye its time to say goodbye

goodbye river love goodbye

poem by the undefined Ω warrior 2013