I close my teary eyes,
Travelling back into time.
Flowing trhough the softly webbing waters,
In a boat of reminiscence.
Watching myself grow,
Grow from a tiny twig into a branch.
Watching the tree bloom,
Flower and fruit.
With the sole existence of him.
Spring and summers waved smileys.
Rainbow and showers captured moments,
Showtime of friendship,
Onrush of love.
In the sunny morning,
In the windy night,
Crazy tides and waves.
But the fiery storm held for us,
The off-set of life.
The waters upset,
Fierce and strong from the beholding of fate,
Struck a hole in the wooden ark.
Black waters flooded our souls.
Trying to save us, we drowned.
Drowned, our amour,
Drowned, our best-life.
Sunk to death, our noesis,
In a heart-beat.
We rose to level, lone.
And now, we stand charred.
Smithereened, yet strong.
Solitary in the crowded throng.
Hopeful, yet hapless.
In the clouds, yet flightless.
Salty waters, run like rivers,
I unfasten my smudjed kajal eyes.
I stand up to face the unknown strife.