A Visit to the Sea

I woke up with a heavy heart

   and passed our chimney with a sigh.

I questioned myself, Why do I feel confused

   when all that I did was to wake up?

It is then that I've decided to visit the big, blue sea.

   Contemplating to myself, seeking myself.

Hoping to make a wise decision

   to spend my time enjoying the breeze.

It varies from hazel to brown

   though all of them felt gritty.

Twigs and leaves decorated the sand

   with occasional bushes and tepid rocks.

As I look into the sea, I asked myself, Where will these waves go?

   for all I can see are their movements towards East.

If all these waves can travel to every ocean on Earth,

   does this mean I've bathed on waters part America, Russia and China?

Now, what about these sounds? Can you hear them?

   For all I can hear are gentle chewing.

Like the sea is a big, blue mouth

   who constantly swallow rocks but always retreating halfway.

But then, how can it soothe a troubled soul?

   If it's not chewing, then what is?

It is so simple yet so profound;

   profoundness I have yet to hear in modern music.

Then there are these rocks,

   these black glint of common gemstones.

They who are washed daily by the noble sea,

   common to the sight of men.

I wonder, if only these rocks can speak,

   I'd ask them one question:

Have you ever felt jealous to the passing ships

   seeing they are far bigger but can still float?

Or should I apologize first as a person,

   for we take our steps for granted.

A shore will not be a shore without rocks.

The land and the sea will not be complete without you.

Time came by so swiftly

   and I haven't noticed the falling sun.

Though my confusion has still remained a mystery,

   I did not regret visiting the big, blue sea.

Reviews

[Tazeen Ahmed]

You're indeed a great story teller. The very image of the sea and every detail of it has beautifully enraptured my senses.
Typography, syntax, structure and style is absolutely suitable.
Well said, when things are not working out well, nature is the best sympathizer.
Yes, the sea is a big mouth, which engulfs in it people but lets afloat huge ships probably because of science- ships are hollow.
"Though my confusion has still remained a mystery,
I did not regret visiting the big, blue sea."
Excellent work!

[V.L.Mir]

Thank you for reading my lit. Indeed, the sea holds a beauty that lies beyond the breadth of our understanding. It is their profoundness that makes the sea more enticing, I think. haha. You're a good writer yourself, Tazeen.

[Paul Bell]

For some reason, and I don't know why. The sea really feels like a magnet to humans. Like we belong in there. Maybe we do. But it does seem to resolve the problems we have at that particular moment.

[V.L.Mir]

Yeah, and a lot of times, I often find myself visiting the sea or lying on the grass while watching the stars whenever I have things that trouble me. Nature really does have a knack when we need them. Thank you for reading my short poem.