Final port of call

Staring at my timepiece,seconds pass tick tock,
I wait with bated breath,the ship hasn't arrived yet at the dock.
This is my calling to a one way journey to an unknown quantum,
Nobody around,I'm in solitude;mood sombre and thoughts random.
May be not yet,Inside there still is left may be a few drops of fight,
These bloody books and movies have convinced me to look for a white light.
Its funny how I always wanted to be most talked about,
Trivial as it may sound,attention is what I wanted with a desire to stay humble with no clout.
Yet I was just one amongst everyone,it finally took my frailty to garner the poison chalice of fame,
Every heart melted,silent tears were shed,and there were pitiful glances of shame.
I got fruits,flowers and even a blonde wig, aah have I been a good human being?
I guess so,I leave with no regrets ;always had a melody to sing.
I've apologized for every wrong,and hope my karma counts for every righteous deed,
The ship looms large,the horn hoots may be its time,may be after all there is a white light indeed.