KRISTYL GRAVINA - POEMS
Kristyl is from the island of Malta. Her work has been published in several poetry anthologies by Lost Tower Publications and has appeared in the The Literary Hatchet, Haiku Journal and Down in the Dirt magazine.
Puppets on a string
A sea of dust surrounds us
And the sun scorches our skin
As our feelings start to die within
Like puppets on a string we move
What are we trying to prove?
As we walk on eggshells
And in the sea of dust we cry
And in the same dust we will die
Will our names be remembered
For all the services we rendered?
In the sea of dust we remain
Till our bodies they come to claim
And if not, our lives will never be the same
Us the puppets moving with a string
What will the future for us bring?
A Wiseman once said to me
That if a man goes out to sea
So very careful he must be
For if the sirens he will see
Never again will he be free
Their song replays in his head
Each night as he lays into bed
A sweet song, yet almost sad
It is enough to drive him mad
So all sailors and men beware
For if to sail out to sea you dare
Make sure that you will not hear
The song of sirens lurking there
I wish to dream of you once again
for when I met you my life began
and though I’ve never seen your face
and know not what is your race
I long to be with you every night
for you fill my heart with delight
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