Sojourner of Love

Sojourner Of Love

I stand at the shore,

seeing sailors gathering more and more,

Sail to the sea called Love

and amorous Nymph is the purpose to search.

Nevertheless,

Stranded they have.

Standing in the wind they feel sad.

Nymph has found not,

but the deadly Siren's song

has almost gotten them to submerge

 in sea forever long.

This sea is not governed by Poseidon,

This sea is  Aphrodite created by coincidence.

All humble humans will pay their pilgrimage here once,

except if they are monks or nuns.

Therefore,

you will feel not the rage of the trident,

but the torture if you are smitten

by the Nymph you have vowed to search,

whom you are clueless where she will emerge.

All the courages I have summon'd

After all I think they and I are all in common.

This sea that they called Love I sojourn

but I linger around like a moron.

Nymph once again I have found not

but  the resource

is not sufficient availing this cause.

Devastated, hopeless and remorse

Not!

I have hope to cope 

with all these hardships

'cause for Love I will not miss.

Sway on the waves under the Sun of May 

Uncertainty is written on my face

unless I find somewhere safe.

Then 

those marks will efface

with the pity of Cupid

whom he makes two hearts stick

with a pierce of his arrow tip.

However,

before that I think I will always have love-sick

on this sea for love I seek.

 

Written at 27.4.2009 midnight, when it was hot and I could not get myself a sleep. Then the inspiration to write this poem struck into my mind.