Flowing In The Sea Of Time Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

In the sea of time
I drift like a dry twig
Bent at the waist
The tides of emotion
Toss me up and down
The sun forgets to give
Me its warmth
The shore is far away
It's not visible
I can hear the voices
Coming from somewhere
Try to catch a glimpse
When the tides push me up
Nothing is visible
Except the blue canvass
The sky flings
To drape the sea and
Makes its claim over the vastness
I touch the wind for help
To take me to the sands
To pick me up from this saltiness
To drop me somewhere
Where there is a crowd to
Appreciate my struggles
It flies away turning the tides
Into monsters that bury me deep
In the invisible floor