A Frustrated Skipper On A Sinking Vessel Poem by nimal dunuhinga

A Frustrated Skipper On A Sinking Vessel



You all have abandoned me
Never mind my dear crew.
I could see through my fungy telescope
Your tossing lifeboats faraway and the happy faces.
How do you grab the life tightly?
Rmember, I too grabbed since my childhood
But later on I realized it slips through your bony fingers.
Go home safely and live happily.
Please do not bother to buy a priceless coffin
Let it be a sea burial and let my flesh eat by small fish
As I have eaten half of them in the Ocean.
I hear the death murmurs like a Mermaid's voice
'Hello! Is that me you looking for? '
I gulped the last dropp of my bottle, The 'Bourbon Whisky'.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood,fish
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kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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