My Ship. Poem by David Kinyanjui

My Ship.



My ship is an emotional wreck.
It tells from the deck.
Sometimes I keep it in check,
But at moments it is all over my neck.

I could feel sad,
Even if no one has driven me mad.
How I am, head over heels is a mystery,
Or could it be mastery.

In this sea of emotions,
My ship sails in slow motions.

Saturday, May 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings
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