in which the boy confides

it starts with a boy,

longing for the tide.

asking if it was just a ploy,

was it worth his pride?

                                

he stares solemnly, at the moon.

waves whisper their despondent sorrows.

and a mournful reflection,

casts itself over the shadows.

    

"you seem lost here?"

asks a hermit, a stranger.

"i stare towards my future."

is all the boy could murmur.

       

"you're staring at the end of the world,

there is nothing beyond that edge"

it seemed the stranger knew.

his legs sodden, raggedy his breath.

              

the boy wished, with everything.

to step into the sea.

but no one was there,

to catch if he sinks.

                               

the stranger is gone,

but his voice sorrowfully resides.

"you were bound to sink,

you were always the tide."

Reviews

[Tan-90]

For me, this is a beautifully sad poem capturing accurately the emotional turmoil when faced with life changing forces or choices beyond one’s control..love.

[Tumi]

Very poignant, yet interesting
Loved it

[Beren Ongur]

This... left me with pain that I can't explain, that my words can't do. dark, complicated and broken. i felt seen. long story short this is perfect written.