My Vessel Was Made For Journeys And Not Safe Harbours Poem by Meetika Srivastava

In tough waters my morals and beliefs will breakthrough, navigate as guide posts and my ship will sail through.
In the mid waves it will go up and down and on the streams it will move to and fro,
Not as deadfish which swims with the flow rather it will row against the tides.
If on a voyage it’ll struck, passions will lubricate the engines and smilingly I’ll utter 'my vessel was made for journeys and not safe harbours'.