Lurking

A boat awaits
for a journey to
high seas
Inside great ocean,
waterborne
Yards in, miles out
immense darkness
humbles tiny soul within
Forcefully
chaos ready to break-in
after eras of utter calmness

Way of life

Fishes are my harvest
In boats I must roam
Lilies are my roses
Water is my home

Concentration

Eyes don’t blink,
Hands stay tied
Dangers ahead
Odds defied
Success near
Release your fear
Move ahead!
Keeping going forward
Million souls’ led
Move ahead!
Mind eyes close
Nothing is said
Move ahead

A bird and the boat

A seagull saw a lonely boat
Sobbing and crying
about her woes
All alone
no one around
Abandoned by
her friends and foes
His words of comfort
high tide, beautiful seas
Not enough, not satisfactory
Bird changed the tack
told how monstrous sea
killed so many
his brethren, and how
she is better off not going in
Told her about the dark tales
storms, winds, and gales
Broken boats and canoes
Icebergs and hails
Mighty ships split in twos
All those woes, made her think
Feeling content she smiles and say
Thank you little bird for making my day