A Melancholic Retreat

I have plunged into the ocean

In an attempt to cross it

Wet, drenched, I swim

Not sure of the existence

Of any shore..

I drink aqua saline

Nausea grips my soul

Yet in a desire to reach

The alluring end

I plummet into the rough sea..

Somehow struggling the waves

And braving all the tides

I reach the verge

And surprise emerge

As I find no one waiting !

I broke the ocean

Into two halves

I made terrain in the deepest woods

The mountains snow clad

I slipped and gripped

Bruised my hands

And non stop bleed

Yet at the end

My blind-fold gone

I see, in the sparkling sun

I did reach the coast

But what I thought was my love

Emerged as ether in the breeze

Or a mirage in the desert..

I try to return

From my journey, almost done

Neither forward nor back

Can I tread

Now how to return..?

Half-kept, half-left, half hearted attempt

Chaos, furore and mayhem

Noise in the crux, noise in the shell

And each clamour tell

Go back, for here exists no space..

Why did I go?

To meet nothing, that wants or seeks me..

Chimera mocks, I smile

I though sit for a while

Not all voyage reaches shore

Nor all cruise sinks either

But mine neither accomplished

Nor undertaken

A rendezvous swindled 

A heart defrauded

A soul duped

A return, sorrowful..

~Manjuri~