In Remembrance Of The Angel?

Atul Poems

It had been a moonlit night then, Watching the towed flaccid raft, I thought that I had seen her resting, Exhausted there on the wooden craft. I called her out unbeknownst her name, "Hey young lady," to which she responded not, She had looked up once in anguish & collapsed, I had thought that I had seen despair in her amber eyes & must help her. The crewmen had then been doing the padles after resting, I had called my captain and asked him if he could see a girl in the raft, The captain had just smiled and said, "You should get married commodore," I must have looked apprehensive so he had said, "There's no girl." True he had been as she had just disappeared, I had then started thinking of my sleep needs that day, I had again looked around hoping to find the girl, I had surely compromised my routine as the commodore. Then I had immediately realized it to be my wild phantasm, Surely that had just been a tired sailor's mind's illusion, For no mermaids ever existed in the real world and were fake, I had then turned back towards the deck to go back to my bunk for sleeping. As I had climbed down the stairs to enter my room amazed and confused, I had seen her standing as she had been waiting for me by the side of my bunk, I had accepted the my mind's delusion & started to lie down, She had said, "I'm as real as your thoughts, don't fear me." She & I-me & her, had the best time that night, In the morning she had been gone & simply gone, Disappeared into thin air while I was asleep, Each day I so dearly longed for her to return.