The Shore Front Poem by Suhail Kakorvi

O! Shore front,
These factors would carry us across
Hoping and hopefully looking at thee
Believe thy thirst is a sweet style of Ocean
Wait-the very waves would quench that
Specific water would make thy self a garden
The clouds hover must release shower, look up to sky
No need to think about the subject known to all
That paths leading to all goodness emerge from thee
Seeing the wonderful storm of love lunacy
Do thou ever desire to sink therein?
Command to drown the existence has been issued
Wide-awake thou must be of the terrible flow of winds
Poor ones they are innocent of the secrets of rivers
Those who are heaving sighs of worry looking at eddies.