Drifting Woods

via Daily Prompt: Distant

Their journey started hand in hand
Rolling over the waves and shimmering in the sand

They kissed in the silent night
Hugging softly in the dim moonlight
By the morning as the sun rose high
They quietly separated as the winds went by

Each rolling down to the destination unknown
Each hardly afloat in the whirlpools of their own

Down in the valley,
Around that turn
Their ways met again,
As they had sworn

Stories of the lost days they could not hide
Rolling over the waves they continued side by side

Their ways forked,
Over the next bend
This time
Never to meet again

Along the coast of a Distant Land
They kissed their goodbyes
over the glittering sand

They had lived all that they could
After all, they were just drifting woods…

Β© Ashwini Nawathe, Kaleidoscope of My Life

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6 thoughts on “Drifting Woods

  1. Love this poem, Ashwini. There seems to be a bittersweet feeling – starting of hopeful, but at the end there’s the feeling two people will never see each other again. Maybe they have served a purpose in each other’s lives. It reminds me of the fact that people come and go in our lives whether we like it or not. The ones who matter and who love us will make the effort to stay. Again, love the poem πŸ™‚

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