An Unpleasant Day

The fog thickens over the waters, making every island vanish into the misty sea rolling by; but the lonely and trembling gull stands on a skaky lamp-post, and his loud,distant cry is revealed by a deep anguish adding to an unpleasant day... Mindless and shameless lovers, take advantage of the pelting rain to satisfy their urge with passionate eyes; these lovers came to this marine with the intent to cheat without concern, not honoring their promise to those who are eternally faithful: isn't instant gratification a foolish game? The steady raindrops turn into a tempest, causing the eere wind to whistle wildly and as they pelt on my windshied and dance, the music of my melody,so lively, changes to a tune played with melancholy; winter effects my mood so dramatically... I look out of the driver's window twice and the same bird sits still where he was, I'm wondering if he waits for his mate, to take a plunge into the water and bathe; it's not only humans who experience loneliness: it is seen in the wilderness as well... Amid the fury of the relentless storm, I'm caught between land and air, and does anybody feel the awesome force that makes us look so insignificant and small! Our works are temporary and frail, like the empires that were great and invincible, they may seem perfect and beautiful, but they will lose luster and suddenly fall and crumble into a dust of oblivion: only this Universe was made to last forever... My wish for serenity is swept away by the wind's fierce currents above, and the frenzy waves carry it along to follow that ship that left a while ago; and still there's no visible sky over the prestine, white beach where I would lie down and sleep, hidden away from anything and anybody... In this treacherous month of March, I can't lay back or be faint of heart; somehow, with willingness and brit, I must start being realistic and take in consideration an unpleasant day and make the best of it anyway...