A Sea Diary Poem by Istabraq Al Ahmadi

We sailed the dismal sea at night,
With the moon following overhead,
Sending over the watery expanse,
Its ghostly gaze and dim light.
It was the perfect moment to be dead,
And the most painful to resist or strive,
For who would want to cling to life,
When home is lost, and longing left?
I could not bear the heaviness of my soul
Nor was I able of weeping.
As if my eyes
were two abysmal voids of fear
which never felt the bless of sleeping
Since we sailed chasing the horizon.
fading through the bottom of the night
that was silent and empty like death,
And like black holes, was the vast sea
Vast like our defeat and despair.
Which wants to swallow my heavy breath
Leaving me with a weary mind
Not thinking of how far I became
From the home I left behind
And how near to the unknown I drew.
Yet, how far or near, I never knew,
For I became a shadow afloat
amid rolling waves tossing an empty boat.