Many a sleepless nights I’ve led of late,Like a maniac I stay awake,Brewing inside me is a restless storm,Day by day growing intense in form .It’s a complete sight,That I both love and despite.I stutter as I speak,A little sympathy is what I seek.A saga when relived and retold,Turns the limbs numb and heart cold.The surface to see is smooth enough,But as I advance I huff and puff.Because under every calm sealies hidden an untamed tempest,Try as you might,You can't put it to rest.But I have set sailin this endless seabecause steering the shipis to be done by me.I know the dangersthat lurk ahead,but life they sayis not a rosy bed.The voyage is arduousand a struggle maybe,But I know there is landat the end of the sea.
oh! The sea is the metaphore of life!!!Well represented...
With its dangers and calm; with its fears and rest...
I like the ending very much cause it is the hope of life, by the end to be safe...
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With its dangers and calm; with its fears and rest...
I like the ending very much cause it is the hope of life, by the end to be safe...