Sunday, March 21, 2010

Where are thou Jack

Life pauses for a little while, letting the air seep in
mending the pain, the weariness and the nerves that were frayed thin
For too long a while tremors were a constant
Waking up in the morning was as much a task as making coal fragrant

The sullen look, the motley grin, the frowning at a whim
The caustic remarks intended to fray the nerves thin
A long break was in the offing, it arrived and vanished
Vanished without a trace and now it leaves me famished
Famished for a little care and a little love
I wish Jack sparrow was here, he'd share his bloody trove

Sea

The crowds, the din, the bright lights The food, the brawls the thinning might And strong were we some day in the past But doubts slowly cre...