A Lost Poem

A poem sprouts and bursts

Written and erased multiple times

Incomplete thoughts, discarded feelings

I shut myself from the world

Shackle my mind to solitude

I can't let the poem vanish

I try to talk to it,

but it does not speak back to me

I take a walk with my poem

Rest a while under the tree

The birds nestled on one of its branches

Chirp and sing a song of joy

The poem whispered itself

In the birds ears

I hear only the sound of the bird song

Deaf to its words

I grab the tune and walk out with my poem

angry on the birds for stealing my lyrics

I walk to the beach, the vastness of the sea inspiring

As the water cuddle my feet,

Froth bubbles spurt out in mild murmurs

I retrieve my lost poem,

the sand tickling my feet with fresh words

The poem finally speaks to me

And happily I recite to my first audience, the sea

After I finish my last word the sea explodes,

And I stand exasperated

In midst of the waves...

Today I lost my poem to the sea, its waves engulfed my words.