In the sailor's eye,
the boat slept on shore..
the moon kissed the sky,
and he cried no more...
through the eyes of the sailor, I saw, that life can be whatever we want it to be.. through our eyes, we creat life, we constitute life... life is what we see in life...
6 comments:
SHOTGUN ! SHOTGUN ! SHOTGUN !
Nice poem, me likey alot =)
As much as i wish life's boat sleeps ashore, I know that it is hard to see such a picture with eyes blinded by the salty water of storms casting our little boats to the oblivion of our subconscious.
That's when we wake up to a better consciousness. Fruitful were our trials, and immortal is the spirit of a sailor who's boat peacefully embraces land.
May you always embrace the land of warmth :)
*do0da hehehe i love the shotgun thingy, it makes me giggle ;p thanks for ur kind words :D
*antihero.. u just get me, warmth lies within me, bs madri shelsalfa! outside, in reality it is soooo cold, life shifts anyways all the time, who knows what'll happen next :D thankee babe.
dooda ;) 9irna nigra poems :p
reem babes .. i loved this poem in particular coz it gives A LOT of space, for the reader i mean,
endless possibilities.
different ways we see and feel life.
we sometimes can reach out and touch it, others we just miss ..
that kind of scenary would make anyone cry!
beautiful.
Short & simple bas full of powerful emotions... Thats what i love about ur poem.. :)
Keep it up :o)
*hey no3iketo :D my blog missed u sooo much.. u so get me, life is about difference as u said in one of ur wonderful poems.. with different vissions and through different eyes, we shall celebrate life along with the joy and even the agony it brings :)
*hugs and kisses mwah!*
*hey bella color :D .. welcome to my blog sweetheart.. thanks for ur sweet comment.. i love short meaningful poems :) i'm glad u loved it :D
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