“ THE SHIP & ME ”

Lovely seat of sand,
sight lost on the waves,
Thoughts racing fast-
beyond the sight, in the sea disdain.

Memories hunting or haunting,
I could not but trace.
Sure! it was raining pleasure,
but again, My eyes were wet.

I felt an unseen hand,
tendering My cheeks & wiping My tears.
No doubt it were the same,
that once patted My back, in sorrow & in joy.

Friends We were,-to other’s envy,
As the fisherman & His boat.
No fun We missed in company,
all sorrow, in silence We grieved.

Our flag on the island far,
Our costumes for the Holmes adventure.
Planning stories together-
to tell among friends & his place.

Always on the run,
to sight things first.
but back at school,
the same lords of last benches.

How We grew into adolescence
and then, the smart beard youth-
A mystery that remains unsolved,
I’m still in search of a clue.

As it had always been,
fortune favored You.
Myself deserted,-to struggle,
on this broad field of battle.

Friend, He is the luckiest,
who gets one meal a day,
for I traveled very long,
no food to eat, but surplus pain to drink.

At the end of My search,
to end Myself I came,
Your hands had the miracle touch,-
giving new hopes to the one to die.

The distant ship I see,
beneath the clouds You’re traveling.
As the rain kisses the earth,
I know, You will come to kiss Me.

Mortal though We are,
Our friendship immortal be.
Bring Me fortune, bring Me joy,
bring back My dreams.

On Your return,
Dr.Watson! I shall surely be.

20/08/2003
17:05 Hrs
Journey from SBC to UBL (Train no.2725)