tropical island washed by blue sea water on sunny day

A Remote Island

I hope this song creates the right ambience for you to appreciate my latest poem.

Somedays, I am Like this 
Other days like that 
 
Once in a while, I am everything in between
 
And suddenly, I realise that nothing makes sense
 
Then, I drift into the Ocean of doubts 
 
That is when I hear my fragmented parts 
Screaming from all their hearts
 
“We are all part of you 
In this mysterious boat of life,
Like us all, or we’ll tear you apart “
 
So with trust 
I swim with them all
To a remote island
And sit on a shore of silence
Where I seek asylum 
Awaiting new revelations and divine guidance


Thanks for stopping by to check out this post. If you haven’t yet, hit subscribe to join our cool group of writers. By the way, if you’re interested, check out my poem “Mirror Mirror On The Wall” inspired by my Vipassana retreat on my blog or catch me on Instagram or my facebook site. Need some tunes or movement inspiration? Head over to my Spotify (look for Movement Coach Parisa)

3 thoughts on “A Remote Island

    1. I guess, we all have them as humans; only some of us see them consciously, while others do not but are ruled by their patterns and powers. Thanks for reading it, Cristiana.

Leave a Reply