BROKEN EMOTIONS (2)

[I sat aimlessly on my porch
The pair of spectacles lying askew
Not a sound of the morning bird
Nor the smell of the dew.
Out of the blue from the eastern corner
The bright sunrays hailed.
Then as if to remind me of my wounds
My ‘Broken Emotions’ sailed.]

The air was damp, the sky sullen,
The storm roared ravage.
The tides rose and fell like doom
Hurling my ship like a savage!
The winds pierced the sail.
The tides plundered the hull,
Washing away the masquerade of colours
Leaving a hollow skull!
Lightning broke, the thunders screeched
My mast engulfed in fire
And yet my ship moved on and on
With a desperation so dire.
The veil of darkness mounted upon it
The maelstrom froze the keel
The cruel waters jagged hard
Wounds, that could not heal.
Jaded, fatigued, I pulled the steer
The radar unmoved still,
The macabre apocalypse would come to pass -
The Death’s desire to kill.
I roared protest and rose again
“I’ll live till I die”
And then by magic, a ray of hope!
The Sun peeps by.
The storm ends, the rush withers
I sat unblinking, dazed
My ship though broken and jagged to core
Has through the danger, sailed.

[The sun beats down, waking me in sweats
My dream comes to cease
A smile encroached on my face sombre
I have found my way to peace.]