An small island to be hit by a deadly tsunami,
thousands of tourists on the port,
waiting for a rescue ship,
that can save them from death.
Regretting the idea of the pleasure trip,
I am also standing in the queue,
condemning the organizer of this pleasure trip
I am determined,
I shall not plan a pleasure trip any more.
The ship came and all rushed to it,
The queue was broken,
many came below the boots.
What a pleasant surprise pushing down others in the sea
I managed to arrive at the deck,
for a forty weeks voyage
to a port of soothing arms and feeding breasts.
The organizer of the pleasure trip is caressing and loving!
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The people still stay alive through thousands man made chaos of life on slight food!
I like the use of metaphor; ... a forty weeks voyage to a port of soothing arms and feeding. The organizer of the pleasure trip is caressing and loving! '
A wonderful poem. A vivid portrayal of how life is all about. Sometimes we see chaos, peace and care all at the same time. The many colors of life. A great write beautifully crafted and well executed.10
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When deadly Tsunami hits this is really very sad and this brings destruction. In such case we cannot plan for a pleasure trip. But we can proceed for sending a rescue ship. This poem is sensitive and thought provoking. An amazing poem is very brilliantly penned...10