Once there were two ships
Two ships from far far different landsNothing was similar in them
Nothing the sameThe only thing was
Both had to navigate through same the ocean's reignThey met each other in a part of the ocean familiar to none
They felt that their seas were filled with unknownsAnd the things they had thought known
Were the imaginations of their ownLost were they there
Though free in the ocean they were stuck under some burdenHaunted by the unknowns and knowns of their imagination
They turned to each other to find some solutionThey started talking and sharing their various voyages
Some were dark and ugly some were of hope and redemptionTheir shared voyages of the dark times
When their Hull was broken starboard was cracked and still how they had come out intactTheir shared voyage which they thought would be peaceful and merry
Turning to be their biggest adversaryThough the voyages were done and the wounds were bare
Talking just made the pain a little less intenseThey formed with each other a bond
A bond of suffered pain and lossAnd then they shared their voyages which were yet to see
Full of joy and happiness they were plentyThey wanted the other to see these voyages with them
But knew it was never to happen as both had some different aimsAnd then did come that day when they had to choose their own path
Leaving the other behind, following their own heartAnd so they left to continue their voyage...
-Tan
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My Anthology
PoesíaA lot of thoughts come up in my mind I try to rhyme them and here's what I end up with...