Faith
The Cool Moon shines impartial,
The shy paramours on her curvature
Scantily bother about me,
Why must they, it is my predicament,
The boat is sinking, the surfed ,angry
Tidal waves usurped my boat,
I am slowly sinking, it is submerged,
But not my Faith,
I send SOS to my Mentor, looking
Upwards, looking at the elusive clouds
Playing active hide and seek ,
Suddenly a feel , the noose is
Tightening my neck, I fall unconscious,
A gentle touch by my Shore,
I inhale The Breath of Faith.
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