through vast seas and oceans once a sailor sailed,
there was no water where he could have failed
but something different was destined to happen that day,
sun had disappeared already there was not even a single ray
seeing clouds getting darker he increased his pace,
the worry of near future was clearly visible on his face
far the distance he could sense the thunderstorm coming,
for a while it seemed like a hell-calling
he was going good till there came a huge tide,
looked like storm was in no mood to take his side
suddenly he fell in water, away from him his ship laid
he was brave enough but that was the time when all his guts shed
there he was caught in the brutal tides,
frightening him all the way were the ruthless skies
yet he escaped gathering all his courage and willpower aside,
defeating one of the worst curse was really a thing of pride
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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