Bondage

Alone in my watch cabin
Filled with kind of an emptiness.
Time seems to stand still
Like the placid seas.

A thought strikes
Like ripple in the ocean.
Then a train of thoughts commutes freely
Through the liquid gate.

Journey back and forth in time
Undulates my captive mind.
Colours of gone and yet to come
Leave a gaping gap.

As hollow now haunts my soul
In this aquatic jail.
Life line made of hope and dream
Make my virtual escape.