A
single plank
On
a dark wide sea
Soul
adrift
Lost
my bearings many moons ago
Where
are all the signs
Which
in pervious times seemed so plenty
I
never really could lose my way
A desperate cry
Cold and hunger
Cold and hunger
Comrades
with the salt and spray
Of
wind tossed waves
Dark
and damp
Two
unsettling friends
Somewhere
deep there lies
The
bound, wet and
Shredded
remains of a map
Traces
of a forgotten dream
All
this while
The
hunger never dies
All
false promises
Never
deliver
Quite
the joy I pictured tasting in my mind
When
will I find
Shore
again
Everything
I’ve believed in
I
now question thrice
My
compass
Spins
in
Every
direction but true
Yet
my heart still
Haunted
by faded gleams-
The
memories of you
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