The small boat of desire,
I was boarded on with my dreams,
Was sailing on the deep and gloomy ocean
With regular pace.
Native coast was far behind.
The thirsty sun was about to drink
The water of the western horizon.
Passionate cold wind drenched me
With dryness.
In a sharp moment, wind lost its tongue,
Waves slowed down their motion.
The devious night was fallen whose deputy,
Slumber arose in search of eyes.
Moon was eclipsed solely,
Thunder stormed as a devil laughs.
Remote howl of wolf tried to warn me
From my land.
I was halted in unrest with confusion.
In terror, I tried to prevent my vanity
As much as was possible.
Then, waves turned disastrous,
My boat got jostle,
Struggling with the storm,
Went out of control and
Turned invert fully then sank.
I screamed aloud that night.
Feined ocean swallowed me
And took into deep water.
Salty water seized my breath.
There was no way to finch out,
No hopes, no desires, nothing was left.
I was about to die.
Then, the blessings of my welfare
Reached me and reopened my eyes.
I found myself in deep water,
It was not despair but the chance,
I smiled and dived deeper into the ocean.
I drowned not to die,
I drowned to get the precious pearl.
©Rahul Kuma
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