The
Lighthouse
The sail caught the wind; as did the hull catch the
tide,
Piercing the darkness, shimmered the feeble light,
A constant companion in the dark…
Wooing ships and sailors alike,
The lighthouse, keeping its forlorn promise;
Providing a sweet haven of hope, in the entrails of
the devastating abyss…
Closer to the shore, the hope gets stronger,
Irrefutable
to die, the sailor thinks, “A little longer…”
The scales of the dead fish, brought to immediate
life,
Their shining eyes reminiscing the long lost strife…
The lighthouse, keeping its forlorn promise;
Providing a sweet haven of hope, in the entrails of
the devastating abyss…
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Biswadeep Ghosh Hazra
Biswadeep Ghosh Hazra is 21 years old currently pursuing his graduation from Haldia Institute of Technology in Electronics and Communication Engg. Writing is his passion and he generally write short stories, novellas, poems and scripts.
