Unbounded

Teddy.15

 

As I sail upon my very own vessel
on this, the vicious tempestuous
boundless ocean 

I’m ever aware that my delicate dreams
are unfulfilled
lying deep within my dying heart

dreams of mine
that could never become reality 

often wondering
if this magnificent mast ever snapped 
would anything really change at all?

could I possibly sail off 
into a magnificent sunset?

or eventually drown in these
the starving waves

that I call life?

  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 3rd, 2024 11:30
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 27
  • Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet, Alan R
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  • Accidental Poet

    As I gently blow a gust of poetic wind to carry you through your life, I wish you the very best life can bring to you dearest Teddy and keep your quill wet. ๐Ÿซ‚

    • Teddy.15

      Thank you so much dear.A.P. ๐ŸŒน

    • peto

      When you're good
      You're good
      Some great lines in here Teddy
      The last 2 in particular
      Great read

      • Teddy.15

        Thank you very kindly dear Peto. ๐ŸŒน

      • Neville



        in succinct poetic terms you have clearly gone overboard ..
        a dramatic end Teddy but not on my watch ..

        you got eons left in you yet Pet .. ๐ŸŒนNeville

        • Teddy.15

          LOL yeh that's me over board with the sharks dear Nev, love yah! ๐ŸŒน

        • sunshine777

          love this, very talented

          • Teddy.15

            Thank you very very much. ๐ŸŒน

            • sunshine777

              You are very welcome ๐Ÿ™‚

            • Doggerel Dave

              Full of metaphorical agony. And since I've always claimed to not understand metaphor, I'm going to stay with that but hope you don't tear yourself apart but charge forward and give us more poems.
              (This one's OK even๐Ÿ˜‰)

              • Teddy.15

                Dear Dave I do like to keep myself varied in my writing, a gloomy Sunday nothing but rain and of course, come what may I'll never give in. Thank you. ๐ŸŒน

                • Doggerel Dave

                  I can relate to the 'gloomy Sunday nothing but rain' and really know you are stronger than that, Teddy. Take care.

                • Thoughtless

                  Without a mast, you need a motor. Good set of metaphors. All ships have a crew, so one must be implied.

                  • Teddy.15

                    Thank you so much for coming by with such a thoughtful review. Thank you. ๐ŸŒน

                    • Thoughtless

                      You're welcome.

                    • Thomas W Case

                      Oh wow. Tremendous question we all must ask. Great work.

                      • Teddy.15

                        Thank you very much dear Thomas. ๐ŸŒน

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Beautiful thoughts in beautiful words. Wistful in nature almost surreal.

                        • Teddy.15

                          Dear sorrenbarret, thank you as always for your very kind words. Always appreciated ๐ŸŒน

                        • Goldfinch60

                          Very good words Teddy and I am sure that many on this site will crew that boat so that nothing bad happens when you sail on the ocean of joy.

                          Andy

                          • Teddy.15

                            lol thank you Andy so good to know, I'd like to think I'm always on the ocean of joy, even though I mix it up with my passion for reflection. Thank you dear friend. ๐ŸŒน

                          • Cloie

                            Your poem vividly portrays life as a tumultuous ocean, with dreams lying unfulfilled in a dying heart. It's a powerful exploration of resilience and hope. Great job!

                            • Teddy.15

                              My dear Cloie you are only 15 as your page reads, but you have a very good idea about life and it's ups and downs, I'm almost 50 and I'm still lost. lol so very kind of you to come to visit my scribbles ๐ŸŒน thank you

                              • Cloie

                                Aw, thank you so much for your kind words! Age is just a number, and wisdom knows no bounds, right? Your scribbles are wonderful, and I'm glad I could stop by. Take care! ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ˜Š

                              • Noah Malice

                                Your diction is intoxicating. Love the scene it calls into my mind.

                                • Teddy.15

                                  Thank you souch dear GON. So very kind to come by to say so. ๐ŸŒน

                                  • Noah Malice

                                    Of course. I would love if you would look at some of mine and share some insights, as you're clearly a lot more well-practiced than me.



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