A novice sailor on a
lone boat,
Eagerly began the
voyage of the life.
With a compass
and hope in the hand,
Proceeded in the shore
of destiny.
Beautifully floating
in the midst blue sea,
Confidently rowing
the oars with the speedy speed.
Failing to read the
hurricane of youthfulness,
Shaking the boat by
the turbulence of juvenile.
Turned blind to the
direction of the compass,
And teamed up with
the wind of anguish.
Capsizing the boat
with an attitude,
And drowning in the
pool of depression.
Fighting for the
oxygen within the sea,
Swallowing the salty
water of the life.
At the verge of
running out of breath,
But a hope persuades
him to learn the swim of life,
Never letting him to
give up.
Finally emerges from
the sea with the wisdom.
Firmly determined to
reach the offshore.
Prudently swimming across
the sea,
And conquering the
voyage at last.
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