The Ocean

by Ishaan Singh Sarna aged 13

It’s funny how – when
you took me to the ocean,
on a sunny day
promising me that
you’d be there.
But when the sun stopped
glowing
and the horizon was dark
and the tides were coming closer
and closer;
you pretended
that we were strangers,
that we never knew each other,
and you left me, alone –
on the muddy ground,
close to the heavy tides,
that were coming to me
like I was their prey.

Though, you always knew
water made me feel jittery,
the tides made my bones tremble.
It was almost midnight,
uncountable stars shining
brightly
in the night sky;
I almost saved myself from getting
crumpled
from the big tide.

The night birds
sang lullabies for
the palm trees and the sand.
The lullaby so sweet,
an eye open gazing at the stars
closed
and a broken heart went to sleep.

You gave me such beautiful memories
and some
dreadful ones.
You lied, cheated and damaged my
soul.
But gave me a lifelong lesson,
of emotions and feelings.

The sun rose,
and another day begun;
a new beginning with fresh dew
on the leaves.
As I stretch my arms
and rub my eyes,
I see a couple of unfamiliar people
walking towards me;
I crawl down the wet sand,
in order to get away from them,
but they follow me throughout –
until I get to the end of
the bay.
They give me a hand
politely
I accept it and afterwards
realise they’re the
replacement
sent by God.

A few years later –
when I groove with them,
and roam through the streets of
Paris,
and swim in the lagoons of
Maldives,
I suddenly think of you,
and realise how terrible and fake
a person can be;
but something pinches me
from inside
and I message you.
It’s been two hours since you’ve read
that message and ignored it;
and put me at fault,
when I was the one who was tortured,
who was humiliated,
who was made to laugh at my own
insults.
But then my pride kicks in,
and I carry on
without even thinking about you.
Because these people
encourage,
but you discouraged;
These people
are the reason why I’m not scared
of the dark blue ocean today,
but you were the reason why I
hesitated to even go near it.

Now I can’t decide
whether
you were my life or
a life lesson.

2 Responses to “The Ocean”

  • Praniti Gulyani

    Your poem is simply beautiful. The best thing about your poetry is that you write poetry from the depths of your heart..I can really relate to the beautiful feelings potrayed in your words..
    You have great, great potential. Keep submitting your poetry to such websites and see the encouragement you get.
    I am merely 13, but I have an old lady’s experience in this field of creative writing and poetry. You are a talented teenager.
    Keep working on your poetry and see the wings that your words give you!
    Check out my work as well :)

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