Galloping strong atop frothy waves
Spurred often in many lunar nights
Scraping the land bound misty clouds
Lofty ! The Mast with a heedless flutter
One who often decides the route to shore
Is the brightest speck from the horizon
Slides sometime adrift into a placid realm
Sure of his poise amidst gushing waters
Tilts to bask in the glory of his stoutness
And stretches to extend his view in the waters
Instead of a small peep within the vessel
Gasps then in deepest waters as nadir
When his frenzy leads to a capsized ship.
Ludhiana
18.12.25
2327
22.10 hrs
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