The boatride

26 Apr


One journey at it’s close
And the tired boatman gone
The oars and ripples and the eventide
Waiting all forlorn

The clouds are close and curious
Peeking into the silent deep
The waters though are in no mood
To share the secrets they keep.

Tomorrow when the sun appears
And another soul does wake
The boat will be steered again
Across the mysterious lake.


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8 responses to “The boatride

  1. Malou

    May 29, 2013 at 8:26

    What an amazing play with words, I just love this poem! 🙂

  2. Antypasti

    May 17, 2013 at 8:26

    naaice. and hi! 🙂 i can see you’re making the most of the camera too!

    • dreamingthruthetwilight

      May 17, 2013 at 8:26

      Hi to you too Antara. Oh yes I love to click away. Some occasionally come out well and those are the ones I post:-)

  3. P C Jain

    April 28, 2013 at 8:26


  4. soumyav

    April 26, 2013 at 8:26

    absolutely magical! the real ocean of life.

  5. Personal Concerns

    April 26, 2013 at 8:26

    please do read what i wrote last night…..what a coincidence!!!incredible!!!


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