Until yesterday, I was riding on the crest of waves,
The coral studded tiara, crowned my head;
But now the sea rants and raves,
And the crown's buried deep in the seabed.
For now Iam drowning, Iam drowning.
Till yesterday the winds barely brushed my face,
And lifted me up to a new zenith;
But now they've blown against me,
Taking away from me my protective sheath.
For now Iam drowning, Iam drowning.
And I find myself in the thick, dark sea,
The spirits of the dark blurring my sight;
With the faces of the dark out to lunge at me,
I seem to be losing the will to fight.
For now Iam drowning, Iam drowning.
For now Iam drowning, Iam drowning,
Being submerged into the sea, all shattered and torn;
For now Iam drowning, Iam drowning,
By forces unseen, unknown.
written sometime in 2004.. for a long time after i wrote this i couldnt write a poem again... everytime i took a pen.. i'd have the same feelings coming thru.. and then i'd think i have nothing more to say.. and i'd stop..
ReplyDeletethat was then.. and this is now..