A FISHERMAN His weary face but undefeated eyes Rotten net but experienced hand Hovering over the life of liquid, His ray of vision Plunge into the atoms of water As an arrow plunges into ones hand Shattering his memories throughout invisible gas. The glittering sun and the wandering breeze Turn by turn kidding with his face His white old hair and toiled skin Reflects him more like a SELFISH GIANT And beneath the liquid Celebrated fishes and their beloved ones Observing the net to escape from it. The touch of 70's upon his face But the spirit of 20's inside his heart Makes him a true warrior And pulling the net towards his stomach To count the rupees, sticked on the net: He becomes an almighty's warrior! His grin challenging the rays of amber flame His old body and young shadow Performing "Struggle for Existence" Beneath a star and upon a planet And looking at his evolving body One might think that It is changing and growing older But the fact, changing it is not, but evolving! Glitters of water that is salty Shining on his face and throughout body As the eyes of an infant shine On being welcomed to this alien world And the dreams Of his small universe Evolving on his small hut Will be fulfilled SOMEDAY. - the_curiouspoet #poem #fisherman #fish #poetry
