A Sailor.. Poem by Vivek Kumar

There is a deep roaring ocean..
And a sailor too, in my imagination..
Whatever he has, is a loaded boat..
Going forward to a beautiful fort..

The streams of ocean are roars of wisdom..
People of boat is also blind and dumb..
The Lord is eyes are ears to passengers..
Because to that fort, they were totally stranger..

The lord of boat is none but a sailor..
For those people, who is a perfect trainer..
Sailing the boat for him is a child's game..
Along with love and pleasure, he gets the fame..

He had never a crave for the crown..
Since he considered his boat to be a whole town..
He desired to cross every ocean with fear..
The people always wished the Lord to be sit near..

In spite of furious storms, he never spends his nature..
Because he knows, the fort is a pot of treasure..
The Lord has no greed of money..
He is devine enough to skip any tragedy..

A smooth sea never makes a smart sailor..
There is nothing that is followed by creator..
His mind is steady on this daring voyage..
If the lord is angry, nothing can't be saved from his rage..

The sailor succeeded and going for a new start..
Why is he leaving us when he became our part..?
The sailor is going to distribute the pleasures..
Under the shadow of his love, he made us avengers...