The Sea And Me Poem by Shivani Agarwal

Roar of the waves from a distance called
Tired of the clamour, briskly I followed

With the ship at the horizon
I longed to flee
To the world unknown
Where no one could seek me
Where I could fly and could feel
The scent of the cold breez
brushing past my cheek

With an entry fee of three inch smile
Ecstatically they danced and dined
No charm in it my soul could find
Why am I split?
Guide me Oh dear stars!
Like those who are lost on the sea

And so I looked back solemnly
and off I went where I ought to be