Sunday, June 12, 2011

Towards the end

Sinewy arms of the pine standing
on the island, lone, swinging the boy to look beyond the
where the voyages end.
The pine deteriorates, he watches
the end,
gullible boy, he dreams to reach the end.
The cradle will shook his hopes,
Said -
The orange peal of the sky near the water
is meant for the unknown,
to taste,
the philanderer, the creator, the minister must enjoy,
the boy’s wings towards his land.
May be a day comes, when he unlocks

1 comment:

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

Someday, the boy might actually find the end. But that might take away many things, like innocence.

Nice read.

Blasphemous Aesthete