Islands

He had made islands,
On the turf of his thoughts,
Some islands had lavish orchards and farms,
Others were dilapidated,
Dying, slowly sinking,
Stretched infinitely,
He would let many see his islands prosperous,
That had civilisations so great,
Thoughts beyond their time,
But never the ones,
That had cemeteries,
Dead roamed even in the light of the day,
Ghosts of past feasted on the fresh grass,
He was wary, sceptical, didn’t trust no one,
For many had seen those ruins,
And created their own monuments,
Maybe with time they will sink,
He would tell himself,
But centuries had passed,
Or maybe a thousand years,
He had forgotten when they even had sprouted,
When nights would be long,
His ship would slowly crawl back to those islands,
He would scream but none came for help,
No one knew the way,
The light would bring him peace,
Sometimes,
Or the guitar hanging on his wall,
Days passed by and his sails were about to fall,
A sailor lost in her own thoughts,
One day stumbled upon him,
While he had let his guard down,
And took him to the islands,
She had created,
The ones they had nurtured,
Centuries had passed,
Or maybe a thousand years,
He had forgotten how he ended up there,
When he saw his ship,
Tethered to the land,
The sailor, she said,
Let’s take this for a spin,
He anchored the ship towards the islands,
That had cemeteries,
Dead roamed even in the light of the day,
Ghosts of past feasted on the fresh grass,
And as the ship slowly kissed the shore,
He saw nothing there,
Cemeteries were buried beneath the grass,
That grew hundreds of feets high,
Little butterflies roamed around,
The sweet sound of birds singing had filled the ground,
The monuments had turned to dust,
The islands had healed,
He cried as she held his hands,
I never thought this would ever happen,
She cried too,
As she had forgotten her own islands,
What is today may not be tomorrow,
She said in his ears,
Dead eventually take their rest,
The ghosts vanish into thin air,
Lets go,
We’ll come back someday later,
Or maybe never ever,
She had said,
Let these islands finally rest……

6 thoughts on “Islands

    1. Indeed it does Rishika. 😇 The process becomes a little easier if we have someone to share the journey. Not all battles have to be fought alone. Thank you so much for reading and stopping by. Hope you are good. 😇

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