Near The Sands - 1 Poem by Muzahidul Reza

Near The Sands - 1
March 17, 2020


On that tiresome voyage
Our ship could not find the passage
To reach any of the ports
Or even to be near the sands,

The wind was blowing with less power
Passing our times hour after hour,
Some long-winged birds were flying
Still, there was no sands' sign,

Then the ship crossed a moderate cyclone
And came into a calm zone,
The sun was seen over the ship
We somehow wanted to cover our trip,

The day was fully clear
No snow, fog or mist there
It was near the big red sunset
Some nautical miles away we saw the sands.