Lighthouse

A passing thought one drunken night

I was once a dark ship that travelled by the shadows

Always lost in some whirlpool of misdirection

Labyrinths and mazes filled with phantom doors and windows

False views and false exits, none of them seemed so safe

But I wouldn't be singing this song if I were trapped

In this perpeetual battle between me and my compass

Again and again I steered towards the wrong end of the sea

But never in my voyages did the abyss anchor me to my knees

Protruding at the horizon was a lighthouse white as snow

Her light a powerful beacon for lost souls like me

Every trip and odyssey the rays of her light served as guiding hands

Never failing, never failing to bring me back ashore

But those were the days

I was an attraction for misfortunes, always ending up lost in the sea

But my lighthouse would always illuminate the path that lead me to see

All I needed to do was to look up and the light of her house would set my worries free

But again those were the days when the light was always there to greet me

One cold winter's night I sailed too far off the other side

I looked up the skyline. NOthing but blank skies were my guide

The path that always led me home was blocked and impassable

The light that illuminated it was absent, buried behind thick sheets of black

Now I'm singing this song not so anyone can rescue me

For it is of my own weakness that petrified me here

This song is a eulogy for all lost souls

and a warning for all travelling sailors

Reviews

[Tinkerbellje]

I think the use of metaphors is done very well. It left me with an image of the travels undertaken in life, which can at times be a nautical nightmare if you will, lol. Great read, well done!

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Good choice of words...specifically the metaphors.

We all sail in the sea of life
and the lighthouse is our guide
The captain's decision must be wise
So that the journey won't end in strife...

Nice poem of yours, Mello. Welcome to WC. Happy writing, Kabayan!

[New Theory]

Nice us sailors in this vast sea of life. Good piece, keep more coming

[gabrielle]

This is a very deep piece. We are all sailors in the ocean of life, even if we hold a rudder or a compass, without the lighthouse we could still become drifters. I particularly love these lines:
"Again and again I steered towards the wrong end of the sea
But never in my voyages did the abyss anchor me to my knees". Wonderfully written.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I see this drifts away ever so slowly...
until there is a point of no return...
even in the darkest of times...
when everything seems bleak...
and there is a beacon in this case...
the person or entity can only guide so far...
only you can really find purpose and go on...
in life as we know it...
the absence of induced lapse with pollutants...
get ever so depressed...that the ending is an end all...
there is no turning back once ---you've drifted to the edge...

[Rossen]

Enjoyed the read Mello, Welcome to WC like your style keep up the good work...100;100

[Brittany Zedalis]

This poem pulled me in. What a wonderful job! :]