"seabound" poems
Bound for the void of nothingness a ship had once set sail
Embarked in peaceful doubts and willful ignorance
Merely lead by a play, both boisterous and frail
A play of waves, of storms, a dance!
Yet with time the sea's bounty became a teacher
Testifying the bleeding which is her love
It is still there she sails, a ship at open sea
As long as in the darkest night there'll be some stars above
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 4:54 AM UTC
seabound and sober,
stuck at the bottom,
through retching all the dizziness;
it was all to feel fine,
but i still wish i was fine.
May 30, 2023
May 30, 2023 at 9:02 PM UTC