Stygian Voyager

About this poem

This is the story of a lone voyager who travelled across the night in the ship whose mounds were made of the twisted bones of the unnamed creatures. The chime of the grandfather clock sings the story of how since the beginning and end the Voyager has always been travelling. In search of something, that sailor doesn't know but it's the ardent anguish that drives him in this unending search. There are two dimensions that overlap and in both of them the boat exists and there's another lone sailor who sails underneath the shadow of moon. Both the sailors are trying to find the treasure, whose search has rendered them restless like a black snake in the desert. The sailor witnesses the most beautiful shooting star, whose colour could never be described, whose light could never be defined and then there is a shower of meteors across the sea of night and the boundary between both the dimensions becomes thin and there is the chime, he turn towards the sound of grandfather clock, but not the on more »