The Ocean Poem by FRAGMENTS AND PIECES

I waited for so long to ride with you
til the sun seems to rest
im about to pack my bag and go
but a boat had pick me at best

i board on the wooden casket
i rode and pass on the rough sea
never felt or the soul wont hesitate
even the wave frighten no more for me

i crossed this wide and hateful mouth
ready to swallow, the ocean's deep
but my body tremble no more in its scout
because nothing has the reason to weep

i mourn that i am not who i should
the one that must seduce a traveller
i would insist to stand on this world
with this feeling of the real seeker

apology will always be my cry
for the fixated affection that is born as mine
to ignore it will make me a lie
my begging hopes that will toss behind

this flat but rising floor on the ground
has offered to many directions for hiding
but the stick of the casket's wheel is bound
and no attempt will be given for running

[madero14 august 2011naga]