Ships
We are like ships sailing in the sea,
Tossing and turning to the waves and tides.
Tempest may throw us away from our path,
Storms of new may shake us through,
Sunny days and calm seas shall come too,
Gentle breeze sometimes will set our sails high,
No matter what comes in our path,
We shall steer our rudder with might and grace,
We will push on sailing with our mast held high.
Pooja Sarmah
