The ocean is blue today…
Changing colours with the breezing sway…
The sailor is stranded…
Broken raft cannot be mended…
The lost oars are nowhere to be seen…
He has no words to express how he has been…
No tools left, the paddle’s gone…
His aloneness and sickness he mourns…
He wishes love for all he will be loosing…
He wishes life to all he will be tearing…
The storm’s high now…
He knows he wont survive the next blow…
He see’s the life reeling by below the blue blanket…
Sated by the fact that he’ll be of some good even in the death…!!
The ocean will change colours again…
From the ocean blue to the blood red…
He longs for the unsaid goodbyes and the riddance from this searing pain…
He prays for the moment before he’ll be dead…
The storm hits with full force…
The last blow of gust crushes the life source…
The soul lies underneath the blue cloak…
The delitescent feelings die unvoiced in the dark…!!!
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