Poem composed in the year 1995. One of my old poems written in an old notebook.
i've had enough of love's trials
like a surfer out there in the waters
moving my body against the wind
against high waves at the sea.
when the tide sets to a high altitude
i dazed at the sight of it
unable to control the way i quiver.
but when i just had to fight it
to remain steady in my craft
the mighty wind just blew me away
and i could no longer struggle.
so what i am now
just a lonely surfer
gettin' my own way
in this vast ocean.