The Voyage

In the ocean of surprises, in the whirl of life's bay,
I sail across against the tide..everyday,
At times I rove with the turbulent current, and sometimes withstand its way...

A lighthouse of hope, beckons me,
tries to show what i wish to see,
But 'beware' is what I have to be,
because pirates of sorrow are near, in the pandemoniac sea...

Its a starry sky which looks upon the future,
A shooting star, is what I wish for.
A handful of wishes and I'll break free,
But, what shall I make of this journey..?

This voyage of life of waves-high and low,
of summer sunshine and winter snow,
of the thunderous gales and weakened sails
makes a mark on water as I trail...

I vow to the lighthouse of hope,
I promise the starry night sky,
I threaten the pirates of sorrow,
That I'll win this voyage of life...

And with this thought, I sail and sail
while the island of mirth awaits me...