My soul is restless,
Like a ship on the ocean,
Even with no harsh waves or strong currents,
The ship is always moving.
My soul cannot find a place to rest,
Not for long, it soon gets tired
And yearns to move on.
However, with all this drifting,
It still wishes for a home,
A place to settle where the ocean
Still rocks gently but,
Doesn't leave to continue its journey.
My soul is restless,
Yet, it wants a home.
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Author:
mrharrell (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is a snippet of my inability to remain in one place for too long, unable to settle as I quickly grow tiresome and despite this, I wish for somewhere I can call home, at least for a little while.
- Category: Sad
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Comments4
I like how you have compared your soul to a ship on the ocean . Well expressed nice poem .
I agree with little dove .. a nicely expressed poem . I like your words 🙂
Very emotive write. I am sure your ship will find a safe harbour soon.
Welcome to MPS.
I think we all want to sail away and forget it all. Sadly, we always drag ourselves back to face reality.
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