Sea Poem by Capt. Manas Kumar Das

Here
No flowers, No trees,
No mountain, No valleys,
still her beauties
waking my eyes.

Ripple sea,
Blue waves,
whistling breeze,
wet my feelings,
The crest of the wave
Make here blue mountain,
and valley.
Then turns into white foam
and disappear with the rippling sea.

on the ship side
Fish plays,
Dolphine jumps,
It's their fun or nature,
The seagull flies from the mast and drops into the water
to catch fish,
like white volleyball falling on grass,
Beauties of sea
awaking my eyes,
I love the sea and its beauty.
Blue Mountain
crest valley
blue sea.
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