The broken heart
led to a broken mind.
Shipwrecked, see!
No boat rescued me.
Last night was a banquet
with friends and lovers - all gone.
Floating within my memory,
only corpses remind me.
For hours I let the current carry me.
But I must swim!
Hope, that keeps desire burning,
that longing to survive
despite on the horizon of a shoreless ocean,
a rumbling, gray storm,
foreboding, as it may seem,
is the choice to live.
Author notes
Some writing I've done after a long hiatus from writing any poetry. Please forgive me if I may be rusty.
Please tell me what you think
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This was a wonderful write to read, hopefully you don't stop swimming, the current of life is definitely unpredictable.
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