At The Sea Poem by Al Ameen Shuaib Assayouty Ologele

Standing on the passage,
Near the anchor and the dock,
Viewing the sea from my sight,
With the pleasant it brought.

The phenomenon of tide,
Has vast the appearance
Of my body,
Filled with fear
Of losing the pleasant.

For not to block the pleasant,
I hanged my appearance to the vessel
For secure when in the port,
Revelry then become the subject.

Reverent fealing to the pleasant,
Through the beauty of the tide,
And the good floating of the crest
Creating a whitish foam.

The coming of the sun
Change my mood,
As it changed the mood
Of the tide,
The coming of the moon
Change my style,
As it changed the style
Of the tide,
Has we cover our self up,
In the same sombrero