It's been a while
since I last composed a poem completely, though I have been scribbling
lines on the back pages of my books for quite some time now :D
That's exactly how this poem came about.
I had wanted to compose a new poem for a month now but never found the
right mood or scenario for it :|
But then, it happened. Economics class, 2 pm in the afternoon, fans at
full speed, REAL dull class. That was all I required :D
I turned back to the last few
pages of the economics book and started to scribble down something.
That's how the 'main' section of this poem was born. I wrote only the
first two stanzas initially, but later on, I managed to complete the
entire 'main' section.
I must WARN you that this 'self-review' is gonna be pretty long coz
well, who doesn't enjoy talking about their own creation eh :D
Initially, however, I did not
plan for the other sections at all. Once I completed the 'Main'
section, I felt I could and I should add more to the theme and convey
the scenario in a more 'complete' manner.
I then started out with the 'epilogue' section and last came the
'prologue'. That's how each section came into being.
A few clarifications before I
First, the idea for this poem was rather spontaneous. What goes on in
your mind sitting in a real boring lecture is not exactly something
that can be planned beforehand :)
Infact, because it was an instantaneous thing, the theme was so unique
and I must say, the theme was the driving force for the words in this
case. You can easily 'see' the poem as it moves ahead. That's the
beauty of it.
Second, yes, this is yet another of my 'sad and grey' poems but come
on, you gotta give me that much freedom. It's not easy to write on a
topic that you aren't sure of or comfortable with. Things that come
naturally are easier to write on and they turn out much neater and
Alright, now for the
technicalities (if any :D).
The rhyming scheme throughout the epilogue and prologue is the simple
That in the 'Main' is 'aa-bb'.
Also, note that each section had exactly six paragraphs (somehow, I
didn't need to ensure this. Six just seemed long enough to convey the
meaning of each section :) ).
The inspiration behind the poem
was just the very theme of the poem. I just visualized the setting and
well, the words just flowed out pretty easily. I chose to add the
'epilogue' and the 'prologue' to give a better insight into the
situation, as though adding context to the poem.
Alright then, lets go through the
As always, the characters in this poem are the lover and his beloved,
who, in this poem does not respond to his love in the manner that he
would want and the existence of some past relationship between them is
These lines represent the girl's views as she sees the guy alone on
the seas and goes on to talk to him.
'unfree' I guess is not a dictionary word but then it fits pretty well
here and so I just felt compelled to use it.
Line 3 indicates a past between them or just that they do know each
Now line 4 really did come out pretty well. It represents the fact that
he looks older than he should be (looking more thoughtful and all).
Line 6 is pretty important for the theme as it gives the first clue
about the involvement of the girl in the guy's present situation.
Stanza 5 can actually be visualized in the head. The girl calling out
to him, and the guy, trying to hide his sadness, wipes away his tears
and takes a moment to collect himself (he waits a while) before
turning to her.
The first stanza describes the setting.
Stanza 2 gives another clue about the involvement of the girl.
Line 2 of stanza 3 tries to say a lot :)
The word 'me' in it is rather important. It is supposed to reveal the
attitude that the guy takes towards her. He means to say that he
hopes she will go on to live a life that keeps her happy and in turn,
he would feel content at seeing her happy.
Notice the last line of stanza 3. It starts shifting the focus from 'me
on the sea' to 'the guy you saw on the sea'.
Stanzas 4 and 5 further shift the focus to 'someone' crying alone on
the seas. The guy is trying to shift the girl's attention away from him
so as to stop her from worrying about him. These two stanzas also
expose the reader as well as the girl to other reasons as to why
'someone' could end up crying alone on the seas.
Basically, he is trying to say to her that he isn't crying on account
of the sadness that his come his way, but for the joy that came along.
Stanza 6 seals the drama and the
mystery behind 'why was he crying' by saying that 'the guy on the sea'
was crying because of the bliss and joy and his faith in love that he
couldn't conceal within him. Again, notice the 'him' in the last line.
At this point, the guy has been successful in shifting the focus of the
girl from himself to 'someone on the sea'.
It is the last lines of all the
six stanzas that actually represent the guy's motives in his attempt to
shift the girl's attention.
He doesn't want her to feel that he is crying on account of the pain.
Rather, the overwhelming emotions of love and joy are the reason for
These are the guy's personal thoughts after the girl has left.
Line 1 brings back to reader to the original setting as introduced in
the prologue. Line 2 indicates that the guy was successful in his
attempt to try and make her feel better (whereas it should have been
the other way round :| ).
Stanzas 2 and 3 represent his 'relation' and respect for the sea as a
patient friend and listener. I had thought of adding another piece to
the epilogue by personifying the sea and expressing its opinions but
that would become rather unreal and too dramatic.
Stanza 4 delivers the kick (at least that was my plan :D)
The second line actually says that he has been hiding the truth from
her and Stanza 5 further adds to it and says that the situation is not
I wanted to extend stanza 6 but it didn't seem right as the pattern was
getting disturbed. 'Closing my eyes' and then 'returning to the dream'
indicates his intentions of not bothering about the real world and
rather choosing to stay/return to 'the dream that could not be',
meaning the dream that never materialized.
On the whole, I accept that it is
not a very clear theme yet if you do try a bit, you can easily the
story I am trying to tell.
Personally, I feel that its a
pretty good poem, with the prologue and all and its greatest virtue was
its easy and powerful 'visualization'. The title says it all I guess.
Hope you liked it. I sure did :)
see him there now, alone on the sea,
tears in his eyes, he seems so unfree.
doesnít seem like the person I once knew,
as though life has passed him through.
approach him now, with a fear in my heart.
approach him now, with a feeling of guilt on my part.
in his thoughts, heís looking the other way.
reach out for him, I realize I donít know what to say.
away his tears, he waits a while,
my fear, he manages a smile.
a comforting look, he turns towards the sea,
calm and steady voice, he says to me:
lonely, grey and dying day,
the winds have just begun to play,
the shadows have emerged from the trees;
see me crying alone on the seas. .
look at the reflections from the past,
try to remember the memories that are dying fast.
donít feel guilty when you face the breeze,
because you saw me crying alone on the seas.
your life the way you vowed,
life that will make me proud.
ruin it all just trying to appease,
you saw crying alone on the seas.
heart does things one can never explain.
it is a solitary grief that cannot contain,
overwhelming bliss that is trying to ease,
end up crying alone on the seas.
things are still not understood by all.
that forever enthrall,
that can make a person go week in the knees,
possibly make him cry alone on the seas.
the unexplainable joy that came his way,
even years of despair couldnít take away,
itís the magic in the love that he still sees,
makes him cry alone on the seas.
another tear starts its descent,
see her walk away from me, content.
she will be out of my sight,
Iíll turn towards the sea, who knows my plight.
ocean of memories he holds inside,
many weep beside him, yet he never cried.
can see my dreams right through my face,
her though, who never saw a trace.
canít let her know, itíll be too much.
not a lot that can be done about it as such.
so, closing my eyes, I turn towards the sea,
return to the dream that could not be.