Treasure Island

Melikhaya Zagagana


Waiting for the rabbit to show


I was told about the day,
to wait by the sea shores
for a ship; a ship had no name,
nor color was given plenty of
ships shown above the sea waters.
Queer i was not summoned, and they
all passed.
Then i waited, a morning grew to a
sunless noon, a noon to evening
and a subsequent moonless and starless
night. By then i could not see more ships
passing by, by then i could go back as the
time had passed. The stars and moon
had that night abandoned and sunk
to misery, by then i fell asleep
and snored a dreamless night.

Submitted: Friday, June 14, 2013
Edited: Sunday, February 02, 2014
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  • Gajanan Mishra (6/14/2013 9:36:00 AM)

    dreamless night, I fell asleep. good poem. thanks.
    Go on writing my dear poet. I invite you to read
    My poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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