Yacht, kissing the sands of beachside
Waiting for the captain to start the ride….
Doesn’t know its destination
But sails in an elegant fashion….
Anchors are removed from waters
Ready to make an entry into wild quarters…..
Moving away from the peaceful place
Battling the winds is its prime solace…..
Tearing apart the silent shores
Marking its arrival with loud roars…..
Into the world of heavy competition
And it’s nothing less than an expedition…..
Rough seas and wild storms
Cruising through them reveals its charm…..
Never let anything bring you down
For your fame will live times beyond…..
One day your struggles will come to an end
But make sure you leave a great trail behind…..
Back to the shore again to rest in peace
Life is also like a ship in every piece…
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