Born
to happiness
Raised
to pride
Every
boat sailed to tide
Creators
smiled
Watched
every mile!
The
algae was slimy
The
fishes, too horny
They’d
hit the boat
Danced
with Mr. Toad
Teenage
on board!
Spilling
water washed the edges
The
boat was assured –
There’ll
be more sledges
Gap
gushed, heart choked
Boat
sighed, God is one Bloke!
Storm
subsides, boat revives
Finds
a way back, every hope alive
Neither
grasped a breath
Nor
focused on death.
The
Homeland was grave
The
fishes played naïve
Mr.
Toad lied upside
Creators
were barely in sight
Was
there any word like ‘Demise?’
A
decade long tale
None
bothers,
None
remembers,
An
abandoned boat descends
Every
second is a deep slumber!
Life starts with
the coffee and muffin, passes by cherry and yoghurt, dances along cheddar and
wine, but eventually aborts when the night is on. Life is dead that night –
Kaida!
