Tag Archives: Emptiness

The Bench with a View

thumb_IMG_6484_1024 2On a cold winter afternoon,
I put on my hiking shoes,
and catch a train to the place,
where ocean meets the cliffs.

I’ll never be tired,
of finding beautiful spots,
that smells of solitude and poetry,
where life is a smiling thing.

I see ships sailing in the horizon,
tides delivering kisses from land,
their memories brushed by breeze,
loved ones who are out of reach.

I watch the birds flying above me,
the sunlight nipping my scalp,
book in my hand and thoughts in head,
the birds drifting alone in the open air.

The vast blue ocean reminds me,
of your presence in the world,
the path to you is now hidden,
in the depth of your eyes.

I know that nothing can be changed,
that past is the bridge to nowhere,
I should have written a letter,
explaining my empty hopeless feeling.

Today, even when you are gone,
the light of your presence still remains,
I am hopeful of tomorrow,
when we will meet and share a silly joke.

This spot is my comfort zone,
A dot looms in the distance,
I put my headphones on,
and watch this world pass by.

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The Sailor

On the heavenly waters, sailed a ship through scintillating waves
Its captain devoid of worries of the world sailed into the magical waters
He knew nothing of land, but the black water he called his own
The Sailor wanted to touch the mystical land and smell its fragrance.
 
He remembers his loving wife, who offered him a golden liquid like honey
He remembers its bitter taste and her soft touch that resurrects his soul
He remembers the feeling of being lost in her arms, fearless and alone
He sails with love in his heart and her image in his mind to mystical lands.
 
He just closed the eyes and welcomed the silence engulfing around him
He closed his eyes to feel the emptiness and purity surrounding him.
He wanted to touch the tip of the ocean and fall into its comfortable abyss
He sailed on a dark starless night and spoke like a god’s soft whisper.
 
As the course of the ship continues, he watches a late summer’s dawn
The sun comes out of the dark clouds in its own slow speed and smoothness
Shifting up from horizon, it kisses the mountainside of an island with fire
The sailor watches in beauty and stirs his thoughts to its happiness
 
He completes his mundane activities of ship and steers it into deep waters
Each drop of water like a deceiver of his thoughts lingering in emptiness
Kisses his ears with dark whispers approaching yet another open silence
He drinks his wine to  melt away in thoughts  like the waters of his ocean
 
The long journey has now kept him waiting in the thoughts of his love
She awaits him with a promise of a long hug and an even bigger kiss
She wants the ocean to announce his early arrival into the lands of his own
She watches the dark clouds over the ocean with thunder blazing in anger   
 
The sailor touched the thunder and tasted the water with his lips in awe
Lost in the night he listened to the magical heartbeat of an angry ocean wave
He felt the benevolent wind caress and kiss his cheek with calmness and love
There was a beautiful angel of the sea who guided his ship out from the storm
 
The sailor now steers his ship to the place he knows he is welcomed
The ship comes back victoriously from a fearful trip with hearts won
For the sailor will go back once again to the lonely sea and the open sky
And all he would wish again is a tall ship and a compass to sail away.

*For some time now there was an image of a sailor constantly teasing my mind and this post is just an attempt to wrap up the imaginative image with words to fit in. For today and everyday I wish the imagination never dies. It will just live on now. Forever…*