Tenant of the Sea


He witnessed the rise and fall of the tides

Of the sea that seemed so milky in the moonlight.

Gloating over its graceful strides,

The rumble of the colossal sea was all he could hear that silent night.


The stars twinkled in the darkness,

And the moon in the blackness

Gazed dotingly at him and his boat,

As the decrepit carrier carted its master swiftly afloat.


How long had he been at the sea? He wondered.

In the company of the clouds that thundered.

A companion in their joy and gloom,

He realized that he hadn’t been home since many moons.


He was miles and miles away from home.

Yet his hands unceasingly rowed the heavy oars.

Tearing past the viscous foam,

His heart wept more and more.


Any piece of the earth he’d set his foot on,

He knew he could never regain what he’d lost.

For his loved ones were long gone,

Preys of the war painful and prolonged.


He was a lone ranger,

A lone survivor in danger.

Away the famished man was from his nation,

Concealing himself from God’s ungodly creations.


Life would have started afresh and anew,

By the time he reached a place his eyes never knew.

An epiphany dawned upon him, distressing but true-

He may never live to see the utopia he’d always wanted to.


A place devoid of guns and swords;

Of deafening bullets and piercing words;

Of blood impregnating the swards;

Of the bloodied cadavers of men and their wards.


The lone traveler in despondency

Envisaged wistfully

A time when everyone would live peacefully,

A dream that’d never converge with reality.

 

Shifa

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Shifa Maqba

Thu 30th Jul 2020 20:03

It's the little things that help us sustain. Thank you, John for stopping by and reviewing so much of my work. Can't thank you enough!

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John Marks

Wed 29th Jul 2020 21:35

Gloating over its graceful strides, Enough for us to stay alive. Tides apprehended by Stoic philosophers, before the birth of Christ or Mohamed.

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Shifa Maqba

Tue 21st Jul 2020 07:08

Thank you, Abdul, for your generous input!

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Abdul Ahmad

Mon 20th Jul 2020 21:00

The plight of those seeking to escape hopeless existence and regardless of perils faced to breathe freedom free from tyranny is beautifully expressed. Full of emotive imagery.

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Shifa Maqba

Mon 20th Jul 2020 11:52

Thank you, Po, for your overwhelming support! It's always a delight to receive your valuable remarks.

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Shifa Maqba

Mon 20th Jul 2020 01:06

Jennifer, thank you for your kind remarks! :)

Thank you, Nicola and D.W. Hamilton for your generous roses!

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jennifer Malden

Sun 19th Jul 2020 20:28

Despairing, but beautiful! Jennifer

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