Bao To.

Rookie (01/01/1992 / Saigon, Vietnam)

It's Still A Mystery... - Poem by Bao To.

Off this boat I go.
I’ll just row, row, row.
Towards the sun for now;
With the moon 180 from the bow.
I’ll just drift away
And find another place to stay.

It wasn’t even yet a trek,
But the boat is only a speck.
I won’t again look back,
For it is now all black.
I’ll continue to drift on this sea,
Along with Fate and Destiny.

I’ll just wait for the eclipse,
Before I once again see those lips.
How, then, would it be?
Need I yet again sail the sea?
How will it end?
Would our shadows blend?


Comments about It's Still A Mystery... by Bao To.

  • Negar Gorji (5/14/2013 12:06:00 AM)

    what a sad poem!
    i feel blue, but very emotional.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 15, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 12, 2013

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