Anchored On a Windy Beach

I Anchored on a sun filtered shore Upon rocks which lay the days of yore In swirling pristine aquas of alluring calm Let it serenade heal my bruised palm To chronicle tales of my hearts longings And memoirs of my gradual bondings To enthral my thoughts in the expanse of time Parading on the lowly impasse of my prime To write poetry ,prose or mystery fiction Titled love on a mission to submission For winds of change will unravel the future And the dust of defeat will cover the past II Invulnerable In dens of sublime realms where embers of hope forever gleams Sparked moments that never fade nor flicker Down the coconut groves lining the ocean Vast Departing the depths of calamity chosen To savour the dews of my late night hours And devour not the memorable endeavours For beauty was with me in those moments One Inevitably engulfed in avid desires An adherent of the much awaited messiah With amalgam of glee and humility And simple life of truth and sincerity III Traversing the blissful cavalcade holds I contemplate in dissonant folds Harrowing scenes from the sunset vives I linger in my skimming crimson skies Seemingly, my life plied on out worn roads Embalmed by these hands in worded codes In tongues of my fore fathers decent I will lounge in their culture with no lament Like those who came before me Who fought oppressors from over the sea and their legends enshrined in echoing songs Of "murmurs of pleasures, pains, and wrongs" IV Whereon mindful of the lot i ought to do Arrayed within scenes from over the hue Gradually with hasty steps into depths unexplored And withdraws, into chambers of happiness and scenes adored To let the crest of my turning tossing mind detach from fearful odds And my blessed struggling kind flee from the twilight of the earthly gods So my heart and soul finally infuse with the fluidity of my course Down the avenues of my maturity Down the patterns of my progress Down the depths of my humility Down the tangled maze of my life I confess... ..In swirling moon beams of alluring calm A faith in doubt amid a battering qualm Under clouds which housed the days of yore On this shell and plastic littered shore.