Friday, July 17, 2009

While Still Afloat

Floating on the weary waves
I drift along in hoary haze,
Searching for some verdant shores
Where I can my anchor drop
And in days of sunlit songs
Drown in mirth and chilled up brew
With some people smiling bright
Who know by heart the tricks of trade,
Of how to live with love and laugh.

Somewhere far a fin of shark,
I think he picked my trail of blood.

1 comment:

Sui Generis said...

Waaah!!!Wonderful....and I find it so very apt you see....It just voices the sentiments that i am going i like it all the more!!!