Like a shipwreck, my body has today sunken deep.
Deep into the ice cold ocean, where there lies unexplored treasures beneath.
Sailing was I to such lengths, that the waters of the east and the west carried my tracks with them.
But as I was sailing, there came a storm
that destroyed my sailing ship.
It told me I was good for nothing, even though the waters knew my name.
It told me other ships were better, even though mine was upgrading its game.
It told me others were richer, even though I was the riches they hunted to gain.
That storm were my people
sailing with me in my ship.
They failed to notice the effort I made,
to remove the fog so that they could see the way to where they were headed.
And to find my love,
but that too vanished with the wind from the horizon.
They managed to create yet another unexplored treasure beneath the seas.
YOU ARE READING
You Who Knows Best
PoetryThis is a series of love poems written by me. "May we meet where the eye can find its rest, And where our hearts beat for each other, even outside of our breasts."
