Tag Archive: Sight


Sometimes the map proves wrong

Sometimes the map proves wrong
Distances short, are eventually long
Planned routes, may not be right
Destinations sought, may not be in sight

Waters shallow may turn deep too
Ships may steer on a course all new
Direction less and lost one may be
Caught in a journey, never to be free

Still the journey has a purpose, and that it will fulfil,
Wanderers will find ways ofcourse, there’s always a will
For maps may be faulty, directions wrong
Still every journey has an end, no matter how long

The travel then will be a tale to narrate,
Of experiences new, unknown to the world till date
New maps will be made easing wanderers new
The wanderer who survives the journey will help others too

A bar, a story and some rum in-between

This tale is of two strangers who met in a bar one night
What can I say… it was love at first sight
Perhaps the rum helped, in retrospect they agree,
In each other’s company, that night, they felt free

He was a young lad, single but shy
She a wild girl, always ready to fly
Rum was a common factor along with friends
A story started that night, perhaps joining two broken ends

He wasn’t perfect, still sought love true…
She too was imperfect, had her share of breakups few…
That night they talked, a conversation that lasted too long
Connecting two hearts like two stanzas of the same song

Thus, stories are made, over chance meetings few,
Some are re-written by writers, some lost with no clue
This story survived, a glimpse I wrote tonight,
What can I say… it was love at first sight