Song Of A Sailor Poem by bakuli bhakali

Song Of A Sailor



I visited him once
In his dark dungeon.
It was like living in a closet.
I understood,
How hard he works to make ends meet.
It wasn’t that easy
Being busy
At the middle of the sea.
To live in a shaking shell,
Sleeping in a bug ridden bed
Still
I don't understand why? !
His chest
An inch high
In a vainglorious pride,
Keeping everything aside.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sailing
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 07 October 2015

Very well written, Bakuli. Thanks

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Bakuli Bhakali 09 October 2015

thank you...

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