THE VOLUPTUOUS SEA

Her quivering waves

In friendly glances

Allured many,

Whom to her

Anaemic waters,

Dived.

The summer splendour

In naked admirations

Plunged many

To her sinking

Banks

Of juicy regrets,

And moral decays.

Schola’s smiles

In shimmering flutters,

Steamed the waves

That in gentle

Sprints,

Flapped the banks.

Ah,

the charm was

Acidic,

The urge, irresistible

And the beauty

In satisfactions,

Unquantified.

Then, all went dark

As the fiery waves

In musically unfriendly

Stares,

Her fluttering feathers

Glued.

Attempts to this

Sore havoc extinguished,

To regrets ears

Swished.

Cathedrals of fears

Her courage waned,

As stained tiredness

Her gulping thoughts

Roofed,

While the neighing

Waves

In insatiate gulps,

Every footprint

Of reason,

Effaced.

Alas,

A sorry sight to

Behold

With no help

From around,

Only chakaps and

videos

From phoney phones,

The streets of social media

Stirred.

In wreckage

Schola bathed,

Flowering in a surge

That coerced tears

While a fisherman

In a diver’s thought,

Braved the troubled

Waters

To Schola’s floating

Body, rescue.