The Boat Poem by Anonymous Still

THE BOAT
a boat in the wide calm sea
with no hit of wind the direction was gloomy than glee
with the storm that just hit the boat hard
led the boat stranded without any guard
the boat always wanted to avoid its aghast
but now the stillness was far worse for how long would it last
the scream of the silence was beyond the ability to cope
the only way was just to keep that last magic of hope
but then the winds started to blew
pushing the boat along the direction that was new
but the stillness had so captured the boat
that any new direction had scared it to float
it moved in the direction of upcoming disaster
the waves grew towards the boat even faster
the boat dodged the waves and dive
went deep in water just to keep up the strive
lil did the boat knew with every fight it put up against the fear
pushed it closer to the shore with boat nearing to tear
but it was not the stillness but the waves that took it to shore
free from the standstill, proud of its scars now gladly it wore! !