In That Moonlit Night Standing In The Abaft,
Watching The Towed Flaccid Wooden Raft,
I Thought That I Saw An Angel Resting,
Lying Exhausted There In That Craft.

I Call The Girl Out Unbeknownst Of Her Kind Name,
"Hey Young Lady!!" To Which She Didn't Much Respond,
She Looked Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I See Desperation In Her Amber Eyes & Resolve To Help Her.

The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Summon My Captain & Ask, "Do You See That Girl In The Raft?"
The Senile Captain Smiles To Say, "Commodore, Better Get Married,"
I Look Just Clueless To Which He Simply Replies, "There Is No Girl."

True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
I Looked Around Again In A Hope To Find The Girl,
I Had Compromised My Routine As The Commodore.

Then I Immediately Realized It Was My Wild Phantasm,
Now This Was Just A Plain Illusion Of A Tired Sailor's Mind,
No Mermaids Could Have Ever Existed In Reality & Were Fake,
I Turned Towards The Deck To Go Back To My Bunk For Sleeping.

As I Climbed Down The Stairs To Enter My Room Amazed & Dazed,
I Saw Her Standing And Waiting For Me By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of My Mind & Started To Lie Down,
She 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 Was Gone & Was Just Gone,
Disappeared Into Thin Air While I Was Asleep,
Each Day I So Dearly Long For Her To Return.

Since we last met
We have learned a lot
We are educated now
We are knowledgeable more
We have developed virtues
we have morals & ethics
We are immersed in work culture

Now we meet again
We have sailed a part of life
expounded on the boats of those
virtues, ethics and morals
And see, there is this breeze
There is something in the air
We understand that
Is it the same wave of LOVE...
That struck us when we were teen-lovers?

And in its eventide
Tumbles our boat
And Washed away we see...
our virtues, morals & ethics
In the ebb & tide of LOE

All that knowledge we banked on
That paid us our living debt to
Earn an livelihood
And security for us to live
for our future savings

All we saw swept away
In the ebb & tide of LOVE

This is the LOVE
I am talking about
This is the LOVE
The same LOVE
We went in search for
Sailing on the same boat
With equipments of knowledge
Virtues, ethics and morals

And now When we've found LOVE
It has asked us for the sacrifice
Everything that we've acquired till now
Knowledge, virtues, ethics and morals

So be it
SO BE IT!

We held each other's hand,
And
The hand of LOVE
And let go...
Everything we owed
To the ocean of LOVE

The LOVE
That flostered the sentimental ties
of good hearted people
Like You and ME

When those enligtened soul
Kneeled down
To surrender
in front of their BELOVED

Where heart-beats
The lover filched
To hold their romance
In one piece

Where, while probing
For emotions in intelligence
The snake from the garden of Eden
Entangled on the arms of
Adam and EVE

And frantically offered
The apple of LOVE to eat

None of us scuttled away
And we ate the apple
Longing for the pride
of LOVE to preside on us.

Yes this is the same LOVE
That was born out of Adam & Eve
In the garden of Eden
Between YOU and ME...

I wish to construct a poem that has rules and guidelines to follow.
I want to perfect the art of composing a page of black and white sorrow.
I'd like to articulate all that I'm feeling with grace and with poise to spare.
But what's there to say when I haven't the space or the heart or the mind to care.