Treasure Island

Hardik Vaidya

(26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

Don't weep for me

Do not weep for me, your tears are not worth,
Worth for the oceans that ply in me.
A single drop from your eye,
Is deeper than the endless depth I hide,
Therefore do not make the mistake of crying for my kind.
To love is not a conscious choice,
To have affection is a mans given right.
My affection for you shall never see the night,
But the wind blows and has its own mind.
I am without a rudder, a boat without sails,
Adrift in the middle of Pacific,
But not lost, just at wait.
Waiting for the next wave,
The massive big one,
Which shall pass under me,
Wreck shores far unknown,
But in its passing will murmur to my being,
You are not alone, I carry you being.

Submitted: Saturday, March 02, 2013
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  • Valsa George (3/3/2013 6:57:00 AM)

    Adrift in the middle of Pacific, but not lost and the giant wave passing under and not above! There is still hope! ! All is not lost! Powerful write! ! (Report) Reply

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