Anchor

A poem by Achuthan Panikath

Tue Mar 10 2026

Enraged winds beat endless waves,
Shrieks rip through the fervent rain,
Chaos plots a billion plans
To draw his eyes from a distant land.

Yet armor off, weapons strewn
He waits atop the cliff in peace.
The world can't hurt; how could it?
He is where his love awaits.