War And Fate Poem by Aftab Alam

Drifted with the boat on the oceanic fate,
Wind and tide and rain blocked the gate.

Unknown destination in a marshy land,
Buried up to neck with unmoved hand,
Jumped again into the ocean to clean,
Captured a ship of hope, far it was seen
They rescued me and I sat and breathed
Happy I was for a moment but writhed
‘O my Xavier you all are furious pirate! '
With blurred eyes and hunger, void I ate
"Am I into the maze or thou art is maze?
Always stood on the wrong side of image"

Again drifted with the boat of Titanic fate,
Wind and tide greeted to open the gate.

O destiny, my slave! Laugh not
You are mine, till the body is hot.
Though late to stitch my fate
Hate not, how much you can hate?
Victorious I am, thirsty at this noon
Silky thread will take me to moon
Sun cannot set it has to rise
Sounds unwise to the wise
Truth cannot be hide or denied
I will take my boat through the tide/


My boat now drifted with heavenly fate.
Fairies and Angels will open the gate//