Ocean Tides

On the shore, with a salty breeze on your face

Cold and dour, you walk at a mellow lazy pace

Expanse of dark water, the object of your hazy gaze

Allays your fears, telling you so to face ahead unfazed

'Now see, life's problems are but a drop in this ocean.'

The day turns steadily dark; water retreats beneath your feet

In the moon's growing presence, as tides rise, roar and beat

Down to your new found zeal, you smile feeling upbeat

Eventually with dawn, you know the tides will concede defeat

'See now, life's problems are but like the tides in the ocean.'

Bridges in Life

Come what may, bridges will burn,

The heart differently will yearn, 

Life ensures that you will learn

As events uncontrollably turn.

But the bridge burns, oh it burns.

Who sets off the blazing fire? 

Is it some unknown latent desire? 

Or yet an inexplicable fiery ire? 

Regardless... It leaves one in a mire.

But the bridge burns, oh it burns.

Should I salvage the fallen debris? 

Can I salvage the fallen debris? 

I cower, unable to set myself free, 

Can't watch it burn and just be. 

But the bridge is burnt, oh it's burnt. 

Will this remain a scar forever? 

Will I build another bridge, ever? 

These thoughts, will time finally sever? 

To answer, I alone must endeavour.

But the bridge is burnt, oh it's burnt. 

But hey, you really should be smiling, 

The one across made the bridge worth having, 

The little talks are memories worth keeping, 

Now look ahead to a new beginning. 

Glad the bridge was built, oh it was built.

Some paths will never be taken, 

Many dreams will never truly happen, 

Life is too short, don't remain so shaken, 

Smile again, love again, now awaken. 

Glad the bridge was built, oh it was built.