Tides

[varsha bhat]

TIDES

Feels I am loosing the grip,
sinking deep in the dark;
gravity pulls me in,
making me feel I am so lost;

in such a balanceI walk,
then there is a gust of wind....,
pushin me back..

there are a million answers
I am looking for,
are my words heard?
or are they already broken apart?

there are voices in my head,
trying to tear me down..
lots of efforts I put
to make'em vanish aside..
then a li'l something
which is good for nothng
brings them back on the track.

I am pushing myself up very hard..
don't want to get caught in its force...

the n0ise they make....
keeps me frm peace
every night..

trying to close my eyes..
after quite a while,
I can see the light..;

there is a known aura around..
I can inhale that touch in air...,

flatening all the crests and troughs..
I am so at peace..;

I can hear a magical lullaby..
and a voice so known,
calming all the tides..
which rose up wd the moon;


opening my eyes with a sigh of relief..
there is a smile on my face.

-VARSHA.

[Jerrybaldy]

I'm probably too old for the text lit. But I am visiting it for the second time so something brought me back. The penultimate stanza is particularly good which is why I guess it gave birth to the title. Welcome to this place.
JB

[varsha bhat]

Thank you JB

[Jerrybaldy]

Still loving the penultimate stanza :thumbsup:

[varsha bhat]

:) :d