pirates and smeared ocean sky

The blues of the sky and ocean
Seem to matter not
Blending into eachother
Contradicting their sole being,
Their purpose lost in the world
This world of forgotten reasons
One's own purpose seems to be lost
Misplaced in all of this world's plunder
Sailing the seas of mixed blue confusion
Searching for any reason or rhyme
Craving for the feel of defined sand
Yearning for the warmth of the sun
The clouds still covering the sun
In their smeared, betraying ways
Still we sail
Still we search