Treasure Island

Asad Ali


The Great Sailor


In ocean there are waves
As high as the tower of Paris
We sailors even don’t pretend to climb
We sailors are happy to survive and recline

In ocean there are distances
Stretched callously like the thirst of desert
We sailors are no dreamers to surmount
We sailor are thankful for every breath that counts

In ocean there are beasts and mysteries
Bigger than boat and our lives combined
We sailors are no warriors, no explorers to strive
We sailors take off our hats and in peace we pass by

In ocean there is death and catastrophes unbound
No greatness in surviving what merely is fate frowned
We sailors hail him the greatest of all
Who cannot be drowned in his heart, the greatest pitfall

Submitted: Friday, April 18, 2014

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