Driftwood

A poetic lyric of a lonely journey

Where is the river
That flows high above the night?
Gone to the reeds
Looks like I'll be here for some time

Home is the sea
Where I drowned for inner peace
The light I feared came around
Took my joy and pulled me down

Then I woke and spoke of the lost years
Self belief flew me high above the weeds

Nigh is the flowers
That had kept my soul in bloom
Then birds became my promise
Before driftwood took me to the moon

Reviews

[Suhd]

Such an interesting poem. Ending on a beautiful note, really enjoyed this!

[A. Amos]

This is one of my favorite piece I have read in writer's cafe, you took your readers to a journey and in between so many messages you shared. This poem define your brilliance and I truly enjoyed. Respect

[Katie]

Thank you A. Amos...what great praise! I''m always thrilled when any of my work speaks to someone :D

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome my friend...

[zainul]

Spectacular account of a lonely journey.
Love the rhymed pattern.

[Katie]

Thank you, Zainul!!! :D

[SAYED THANGAL]

the imagery in the poem is excellent,also a good rhyme.
I see some relation with my poem, posted today, 'the night'
with regards,
sayed thangal

[Vidya Bacchus]

Ver interesting piece well written:)