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The Boat Speaks
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Anthology 2013 Entries, English Poetry, Feb 2012 Contest |
The Boat Speaks
I have weathered many a storm
On turbulent high seas
And have floated & glided
Gracefully too,
On some calm waters
The boatman took great care of me
When I was young and small
And when I had
But just taken shape
And then as I aged
I needed treatment
In the form of repairs
In my days
I have helped many
Across the shores
And have also helped
My boatman
In his fishing expeditions
Now I lie here
On the land, on the shore
And on the bank
Uncared and discarded
By my master, the boatman
And survive to tell my tale
My service is no longer needed
My purpose is all served
I am waiting patiently though
That I may reach some suitable hands
Who will either burn me away
Or cast me into another suitable object.
Nice attempt at creating a biographical poem
Liked very much
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Nice poem, narrating the story of a boat,Apurva.
nice poem…a non-living thing says it all about a living being …
Sounds like real. Very nicely written.
@Aniruddha Vanage,
Apurva,
Fine attempt at humanising an inanimate boat.
“uncared and discarded’ also aptly applies to the sad plight of human beings who are ignored in their eventide years by the younger generation.
Kusum
Thankyou all for very lovely comments.
Apurva,
a grand speech. A profound thought on the prompting of the boat picture.
“Now I lie here
On the land, on the shore – I like the repetition of land, shore, bank
And on the bank
Uncared and discarded”
“I am waiting patiently though
That I may reach some suitable hands
Who will either burn me away
Or cast me into another suitable object.”