Ship

We all get lost sometimes, trying not to drown. This piece is the first poem of my incredibly talented brother, Korneel

We are ships without anchors

bound to drift eternally across the oceans

destined to wander through misty seas

with our hearts shattered in the frigid breeze

filled with sorrow and all alone

looking for a harbor or a place to call home

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

Wow. Loved the metaphor of a ship. This is remarkable. We all are souls filled with grief searching for a place we fit in. This is creatively written.