Stranded

Stuck on an island

Stranded  

Just like the seasons keep changing 

The moon light is often raging  

Across the globe one often flys 

Sickening on the way of the southern tide 

All across my hand I wrote 

Scribbling numbers and often quotes 

Often I wait alone at night  

Staring at the plain blue hopeful sky 

Praying for a plane to save my life 

Holy, there could be at least a ship 

For I knew how to talk a trip 

Stuck on this island ages since,        

                                       Through the        

                                       Dark ages        

                                       Of the seven         

                                       Nations,

There lays hope  

Somewhere in the sky 

For the stars  

Shine throughout  

The dark and Spooky night          

                                            -Ahena MK

Author's Note

Let me know how you feel....

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

This was good. I liked the longing in the piece and the reference to the 7 nations. I was wondering if you meant the Seven Nations of The Iroquois Confederacy? We always hope we will see the stars to lead us even on the darkest night.

[Ahena MK]

whats Iroquois Confederacy?? i actually meant the seven continents ... thanks for reading and glad you liked it
ahena

[icelandicblue]

I like the seven nations better.

[Ahena MK]

Me too... Thanks for reading
Ahena

[Odysseus Wanders]

other worldly... exciting and bazaar images... i like it. you asked, let me know how you feel... well there it is.
"Holy, there could be at least a ship
For I knew how to talk a trip
Stuck on this island ages since,

Through the
Dark ages
Of the seven
Nations,
A crazy kind of fun reading this. It seems alone. but you seem cool with it. working it out. i mean there is no hysterical tones... no desperate plea's for help. but rather a certain enlightened isolation. That's my mind for you. Good poem. Easier for me than the other.

[Ahena MK]

haha.... "no desperate plea's for help".... i like that thanks for reading and enjoying
ahena

[Rita L. Sev]

Some intriguing images here - like the personification of: Staring at the plain blue hopeful sky...

Hope in the stars, a good way to leave the reader.

[Ahena MK]

thanks for reading ... glad you liked it
ahena

[Vidya Bacchus]

I guess we all feel stranded sometimes.All alone we hope to be rescued.Well penned:)

[Ahena MK]

glad you enjoyed ... :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

...................:P

[Praveeta]

I like how you have emphasised the person stranded is hopeful that one day he or she will be rescued. A lovely poem capturing loneliness and hope.

[Ahena MK]

thank you
ahena

[Praveeta]

My pleasure.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the poem. Had a feel of mystery and left the reader with something to think about.
"Through the
Dark ages
Of the seven
Nations,"
The moon can light up the night. Rarely causing fear I believe. The world look at the sky with a different vision. The stars lead people to good places and directions. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Ahena MK]

glad you liked it....
ahena :)

[Scott Metro]

I don't know if it would be worse to be stranded on an island or stranded here with soulless, cold, uncaring drones.
Enjoyed it.
Scott

[Ahena MK]

Glad I got you thinking :)
Ahena

[Scott Metro]

:)
Scott...

[Sami Khalil]

A very good pen upon this...Bravo.........

[Ahena MK]

Glad you enjoyed ...

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).....................

[Frieda P]

Sounds like someone lost and not able to find their way, I was also reminded of Tom Hanks in Castaway..ha, it's not easy to survive emotionally and physically on your own without another soul. A thought provoking read Ahena.

[Ahena MK]

Glad you understood my message and the story behind the poem..... Thanks for reading
Ahena

[Frieda P]

My pleasure............