Seasons

The sound of the ocean, 

resonated within me ;

as i stood at the brink of the ocean,

awaiting my new destiny..........

still lingering somewhere between,

a child and an adult;

i saw the people dive in n out,

of the surging ocean.......

driven by lust,

i stepped in one too;

taste of heaven, 

it felt soon..........

but out of oblivion,

came a tide;

clenching and choking,

 in its wrath....

the harder i fought,

the weaker i felt;

still somehow,

 made it to the shore......

here i stood, 

at the threshold;

waiting for the sun, 

shiny yellow strokes....

but out of nowhere,

autumn empowered;

drenching me in its,

thorny dryness.....

still i stood steadfast,

while the thorns grew out;

awaiting the magical,

healing spring..........

but now the dear fate,

bestowed me with deadly summer;

leaving me bereft, 

of the leftover power.........

and now i don't await, 

 the seasons anymore;

cuz  they only aim at shattering apart,

even more than before.....

now i only await,

that deadly blackout;

the final riddance,

from all miseries of all sorts ;

to the new life,

which may or may not be better ;

but where i don't carry,

the shackles, the worries, the leftovers..........