Looking back
Life looks to be
A boat that
Traveled the seas
And now tied
To a post at shore.
It passed thru'
Tides and waves
Rough times
And some storms
Survived them
Craving for rest.
The boat
Let it float
It's not in
A sound state
To face any
Pounding waves.
Life is definitely a boat. You have truly said. Very nice and amazing drafting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Rightly said life is a boat and we have to cross the great ocean facing all tides and storms. Invite you to read my poem I have to cross the great ocean. Thanks for sharing. Regards.