Doesn’t matter how I feel, there’ll always be sailboats leaving shores, across the world. Life moves on. The wind doesn’t stop. It’s all going to be good. This is acceptance. The fact that I am a mere speckle. Doesn’t make me feel small though. But my problems are.
Reva Ananda
I have always wanted to board a sailboat, but I have never seen one. It’s because I live in Delhi which is miles aways away from the shores. Although, being the adventurous person that I am, I know someday I will go on a lovely boat journey and discover more about this world. I believe experiences help you grow, and travelling is one of the best experiences that one can have.
Nikita
The sea breeze was intoxicating and the saltiness in the air was so peaceful that the brunette almost found himself nodding off in his cruise chair. He couldn’t believe he’d convinced his family to come here.
Sheridan
The water glistened with the reflection of stars, sailboats traveling the distance between the dots, connecting them like a map.
She didn’t like those sailboats, they all looked all and just ugly… there wasn’t really anything special about them, just that they needed tons of works to actually work and be useful for the business.
MF Valgrænt
The water was splashing inside the boat II quickly ran to the deck to see if there was a storm and sure enough there was.
Denise Valenciano
She looked out from her window. Out there she saw all those white triangles. She envied the people who sat in them. She would love to sit in one, too.
Silke Seßler
A beautiful day sailing in the sun with a gentle breeze to keep us cool and keep the boat moving. We start to joke around and she pushes me off the boat. While in the water a shark attacks me, a small shark so not too much damage is done, but the little bastard makes off with my swim trunks. She helps me back aboard only to find out I’m butt naked.
I have never been sailing. I imagine it would be incredibly relaxing on a beautiful day. However, you should probably choose the people you take carefully. There is one person I would love to go with, but our relationship can be hot and cold. I can see it now….. We are having a wonderful time until we start pushing each other’s buttons. I push him off the boat, laugh, and then wind up having to help him back in the boat. He will be mad, we will laugh, and then he will say something that warrants another push, and the cycle starts over again.
okayfine
Sailboats sailing on the sea. There they go – floating, gliding, crossing the sea. Who sits inside to enjoy the ride? Those fortunate to know sailboats and all the joy they bring. Sailing. Gliding. Enjoying all across the sea.
Tanya Lee
I’ve always wanted to travel on sailboats as they are super methods of looking at the water and having fun. Honestly I am a little bit afraid of doing that, as I don’t like swimming a lot, and especially I don’t like fish.
Mimi
As I see the two men on the sailboat, I slowly see their black silhouettes fading under the evening sun. Their body language seemed of two people who didn’t care about each other but had to be somewhere out of urgency.
Alekhya
sailboats rain until you die
remember titanic?
because i forgot
the way you made me love you
i still love you
in a slightly estranged way
do i?
thats what i say to myself
what i say
The sailboats were anchored peacefully in the harbor. But the approaching storm was nothing but dark ominous clouds, lightning and thunder. The sun had vanished and now the wind was picking up. A dog sitting nearby began to bark.
We counted thirteen boats bobbing like planets along an endless watery cosmic sea. Seven of them were sailboats. They moved in a straight line, like a poor man’s armada, before circling the dusty black rocks that made up the town’s shoreline. I couldn’t see the faces of the people steering the vessels, but I could see how brown their skin was – baked like caramelized sugar on a summer afternoon.
Belinda Roddie
´´ I HEAR THE SIREN, IS IT TIME?´´ , ASKED THE CAPITAL
´´The last of the sailboats´´´, replied the bellhop.
Robert Kohlhammer
Tides abide in the
smooth riding of ostentatious hulls
it flows true that
we all sit tranquil
or brew bar-wrecking banality
or condone innate/battle/war cries (from within or
independent of us)
It’s all an undulating whisper felt across
the globe of navigating apex lux-displays
Doesn’t matter how I feel, there’ll always be sailboats leaving shores, across the world. Life moves on. The wind doesn’t stop. It’s all going to be good. This is acceptance. The fact that I am a mere speckle. Doesn’t make me feel small though. But my problems are.
I have always wanted to board a sailboat, but I have never seen one. It’s because I live in Delhi which is miles aways away from the shores. Although, being the adventurous person that I am, I know someday I will go on a lovely boat journey and discover more about this world. I believe experiences help you grow, and travelling is one of the best experiences that one can have.
The sea breeze was intoxicating and the saltiness in the air was so peaceful that the brunette almost found himself nodding off in his cruise chair. He couldn’t believe he’d convinced his family to come here.
The water glistened with the reflection of stars, sailboats traveling the distance between the dots, connecting them like a map.
She didn’t like those sailboats, they all looked all and just ugly… there wasn’t really anything special about them, just that they needed tons of works to actually work and be useful for the business.
The water was splashing inside the boat II quickly ran to the deck to see if there was a storm and sure enough there was.
She looked out from her window. Out there she saw all those white triangles. She envied the people who sat in them. She would love to sit in one, too.
A beautiful day sailing in the sun with a gentle breeze to keep us cool and keep the boat moving. We start to joke around and she pushes me off the boat. While in the water a shark attacks me, a small shark so not too much damage is done, but the little bastard makes off with my swim trunks. She helps me back aboard only to find out I’m butt naked.
I have never been sailing. I imagine it would be incredibly relaxing on a beautiful day. However, you should probably choose the people you take carefully. There is one person I would love to go with, but our relationship can be hot and cold. I can see it now….. We are having a wonderful time until we start pushing each other’s buttons. I push him off the boat, laugh, and then wind up having to help him back in the boat. He will be mad, we will laugh, and then he will say something that warrants another push, and the cycle starts over again.
Sailboats sailing on the sea. There they go – floating, gliding, crossing the sea. Who sits inside to enjoy the ride? Those fortunate to know sailboats and all the joy they bring. Sailing. Gliding. Enjoying all across the sea.
I’ve always wanted to travel on sailboats as they are super methods of looking at the water and having fun. Honestly I am a little bit afraid of doing that, as I don’t like swimming a lot, and especially I don’t like fish.
As I see the two men on the sailboat, I slowly see their black silhouettes fading under the evening sun. Their body language seemed of two people who didn’t care about each other but had to be somewhere out of urgency.
sailboats rain until you die
remember titanic?
because i forgot
the way you made me love you
i still love you
in a slightly estranged way
do i?
thats what i say to myself
what i say
The sailboats were anchored peacefully in the harbor. But the approaching storm was nothing but dark ominous clouds, lightning and thunder. The sun had vanished and now the wind was picking up. A dog sitting nearby began to bark.
We counted thirteen boats bobbing like planets along an endless watery cosmic sea. Seven of them were sailboats. They moved in a straight line, like a poor man’s armada, before circling the dusty black rocks that made up the town’s shoreline. I couldn’t see the faces of the people steering the vessels, but I could see how brown their skin was – baked like caramelized sugar on a summer afternoon.
´´ I HEAR THE SIREN, IS IT TIME?´´ , ASKED THE CAPITAL
´´The last of the sailboats´´´, replied the bellhop.
Tides abide in the
smooth riding of ostentatious hulls
it flows true that
we all sit tranquil
or brew bar-wrecking banality
or condone innate/battle/war cries (from within or
independent of us)
It’s all an undulating whisper felt across
the globe of navigating apex lux-displays