You Sail or Sink the Ship,
As its Captain shalt it never leave;
Recourses sway; can’t or won’t,
When engendered is one’s true belief.
Shadows from the sky, if befalls,
Or the vigorous ocean cries;
Feet on few hundred meters,
Shackled amidst thousand miles.
It vouchsafes & trembles in synchronous,
Afloat until either is alive;
Or shimmering that of light house,
If met wrestling whilst rumbling tides.
As a Captain, shalt never leave,
Standing is contingent to, how well tried. :)
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2021