Sailing on The Ocean of Despair

I reluctantly sail on the Ocean of Despair

on a rudderless ship of a cursed fair

Death seemingly stays amidst the woes

where I let the wave take me where it goes.

Oh my derelict soul, what storm do you seek?

on the Longest night, where my tears will speak

with moon like a ghostly lantern in the sky,

to whom I shall ask, what secrets lie in your eye?

Does my anguish reach your shore

or is it subdued under the waves' roar

With a pen in hand, I conjure words like spells,

in the witch's cauldron where my anguish dwells.

Thoughts and spectres haunt my mind

fighting to settle in only one of their kind

with a Raven's cry howling like a dirge in the air

depriving me of solace, in this Battle of Despair.

With ghouls dancing over the waters dark

they howl their cries to create their mark

In at Midnight, where despondency does play,

I ponder, will my redemption find its way?

In this dismal travel of an infinite sleep

this battle grows worse in the Stygian deep

Peace might lie where answers do not pry,

may be, in the furnace of a poet's sigh.

Through murky depths, gloom does itself refine

As I aspire to know riddles, the depths define.

Oh, unending sea, what secrets do thou conceal,

And what images in thy waves do appeal?

A riddle wrapped in a mysterious shroud,

In the oblivion, where silence is endowed.

As I sail on, a poet in me was bound to forlorn,

I question when shalt break the light of morn?

On this sea of sorrow spending endless nights,

Where spectres sway, obscured in pale moonlights.

Do souls interlaced in sorrow seek reprieve,

Or do their pains in the sea’s tempest weave?

In this elegy of a gloomy song,

Do hums of the past forever throng?

I wonder, does this sea of tears forgive,

Or in its depths, does gloom cease to live?

In the dark billows, voices slowly wail,

As I sail this ship with a fretted sail.

Will my conscience decree what I endure,

Or is it but pain so worthlessly obscure?

The howls grow strong with the sirens’ call,

In this ocean, where my nightmares sprawl,

As mermaids weep with tears like crystal blend,

Or do they drown the sorrows of their friend?

Answers seem to slip away, leaving me in dismay

Yet I float like a poet lost in absolute disarray.

In this ocean that seems so gloomy and vast,

With extreme pain I ask, will this ever pass?