Thursday, May 31, 2012

While At Sea

She looks outside,
Droplets fall,
A start of storm,
She imagines his call.

Two days have passed,
He is still at sea,
Hopelessly she waits,
Whilst sipping strong tea.

If he does not return,
Her thoughts run wild,
What is to happen,
Of her innocent child.

Her shackled hut tremors,
As the lightning strikes,
Her soul has shattered,
Pierced by million spikes.

Blissful years had passed,
She loved him to bits,
Her family photograph hanging,
Looked a perfect fit.

But while he is at sea,
Her heart has a catch,
He is her love and life,
Which no one can snatch.

She says a silent prayer,
His safety, her only wish,
The door opens and he stands,
Strong and tall, carrying fish.

Filled with hope and faith,
Her family is out of harm,
The child runs happily,
Into her father's arms.

- Tanvi


3 comments:

  1. really nice. :) you should try rhyming less and still keep the rhythm. The net step. ;)

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    1. yea many tell me to rhyme less..need to try..! :) thanks!

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