I just do my work
But unable to overcome the influence of past
They want my attention
Try to attract me till last
I'm on the sea
Floating over it
No bank you could see
The sea of infinity
The storm of past
Breaks my ship
And want me to crumble under it
They break my ship
And leave me there
And look at me, drowning
Laugh at me, dying
Like the wicked pirates of sea
How they Attack the cargoes
They attacked me
Bombed me with cannons
Shot me with guns
Want me to see in dreaded run
Want me to see defeated
Want to see me drowned in the sea
Want to hear yell of me
The pirates of darker past
They killed me at last
I was drowned
I'm dead
With a hope in my heart
A warrior would be born
To destroy the dark crown
To bring the light of divine morn
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Wanderer
PoetryHey readers It's my first work with poetry. However, I write poetry just to pass time as my passion or you can say hobby. I thought I can make a collection of my poems. So I tried it. Thanks If you like my poems put a like and follow me. The poet...
