Spreading my wings!

Crying Alone on the seas

Prologue

I see him there now, alone on the sea,

With tears in his eyes, he seems so unfree.

He doesn’t seem like the person I once knew,

It’s as though life has passed him through.

I approach him now, with a fear in my heart.

I approach him now, with a feeling of guilt on my part.

Lost in his thoughts, he’s looking the other way.

As I reach out for him, I realize I don’t know what to say.

Wiping away his tears, he waits a while,

Sensing my fear, he manages a smile.

With a comforting look, he turns towards the sea,

In a calm and steady voice, he says to me:

Main

On a lonely, grey and dying day,

When the winds have just begun to play,

& the shadows have emerged from the trees;

If you see me crying alone on the seas. .

Don’t look at the reflections from the past,

Don’t try to remember the memories that are dying fast.

Please don’t feel guilty when you face the breeze,

Just because you saw me crying alone on the seas.

Live your life the way you vowed,

Live a life that will make me proud.

Don’t ruin it all just trying to appease,

The guy you saw crying alone on the seas.

The heart does things one can never explain.

Whether it is a solitary grief that cannot contain,

Or an overwhelming bliss that is trying to ease,

One can end up crying alone on the seas.

Some things are still not understood by all.

Things, that forever enthrall,

Things that can make a person go week in the knees,

And possibly make him cry alone on the seas.

It’s the unexplainable joy that came his way,

That even years of despair couldn’t take away,

And it’s the magic in the love that he still sees,

That makes him cry alone on the seas.

Epilogue

Yet another tear starts its descent,

As I see her walk away from me, content.

Soon she will be out of my sight,

And I’ll turn towards the sea, who knows my plight.

An ocean of memories he holds inside,

So many weep beside him, yet he never cried.

He can see my dreams right through my face,

Unlike her though, who never saw a trace.

I can’t let her know, it’ll be too much.

There’s not a lot that can be done about it as such.

And so, closing my eyes, I turn towards the sea,

To return to the dream that could not be.

This is from a friends blog- officially the only love poem I have managed to love.

Anshu- You cant sue me for this!!