POEM SERIES #1.
1
A sound sleep after crossing the line.
Perseverance, the secret, a key.
On this long voyage
As old as time.
2
An ongoing course with both origin and end.
This river, where the waves
Are forever in tranquility or disarray.
Its sweet waters
Like a comforting embrace.
And bitter flows
A fatal contagion.
3
A quest, race, test.
For survival, for rest.
And I too have been in this long race
Since I was first brought forth
Under the crimson morn.
4
Alone on my raft.
My only comrade, a golden compass.
The masses have different vessels from one another
And get capsized offentimes.
5
Some fade away or wander by the river bank.
This voyagers set out but never cross the line.
But I would never pause till I reach my rest.
Till the end is nigh, I wouldn’t stop
6
When the sun was apex
I made myself another vessel
A fine boat of many colours.
7
Again, I continued to seek nature’s rest
In the eve of the day
When time seemed endless likewise this quest.
My mind, heavy with qualm.
8
As I approach bitter waters
I smile; despite the raging waves
I could make out the river’s end
Just a few moments away
9
I see rest on the other side
A hoary mist; the deepest of night
His wings of sleep spread abroad
And arms ajar
For a sweet embrace
10
It’s just a few moments away
I can’t wait
Till night falls
Till the end
By: Brief Talks
This is a poem I wrote about life illustrated as a voyage on the river. Please Enjoy!
I like writing poetry because it’s a way for me to express myself and relieve stress. I hope my writing inspires you.
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