Reluctant Sail

Plethora of desires, bemuse my intention

anchoring the voyage isn't an option,
the me inside, wishes to change the direction
but will have to give all away
to continue the reluctant sail


The juvenile intellect that chose
needed time to be mature,
that intellect still reels
in my mind,willing to abjure
the reluctant sail unwilling to detour


Indisposition making the sail unwanted
wishing for a divergence
not the one made by me,
but one made by thee
reluctant sail makes me plea


How the voyage gona conclude
all this making me presume,
what will i do, where will i be
even when the voyage is complete
its not i wished, not i desire
i am obliged by the decision
taken by my juvenile intention