They say the boats are twin, n you can sail on them together, balancing the twain..
I say, I try..as the pace changes with the spikes n troughs of life. I tell myself I am aboard the twain, but I often find myself on either one.
I find myself soaking in the warmth of the sunlight, weathering the gristle of the grainy gale; I brave the lashes of thunder spells n savour the downpour, making it a part of me.. All of this, n yet I find the other board adrift, left behind. I slow down, wait for my laggard to come closer, I vow and promise that I will take u along as I sail. I even hop over n enjoy taking the oars in my arms.. Row, I do, but only to find my pal, hitherto, now calling out to me..
N I find myself asking often- who are those who sail on the twain, n make it a successful journey. 'Cause the destination many reach. But I see only one boat there. The other lies unkempt, indifferent, tattered n broken many a times or finding itself a new sailor..
Oh! Were these your dreams, sailor o' sailor!
I say, I try..as the pace changes with the spikes n troughs of life. I tell myself I am aboard the twain, but I often find myself on either one.
I find myself soaking in the warmth of the sunlight, weathering the gristle of the grainy gale; I brave the lashes of thunder spells n savour the downpour, making it a part of me.. All of this, n yet I find the other board adrift, left behind. I slow down, wait for my laggard to come closer, I vow and promise that I will take u along as I sail. I even hop over n enjoy taking the oars in my arms.. Row, I do, but only to find my pal, hitherto, now calling out to me..
N I find myself asking often- who are those who sail on the twain, n make it a successful journey. 'Cause the destination many reach. But I see only one boat there. The other lies unkempt, indifferent, tattered n broken many a times or finding itself a new sailor..
Oh! Were these your dreams, sailor o' sailor!
