My ship to come back at shore,
The ship that sailed away years ago!
With a promise to bring me,
A beautiful dawn!
We traded this for few precious things,
I kept my favorite toy in it,
And my dreams alongwith colourful crayons,
Oh! My favorite book of fairytales!
I kept inside that carved wooden box,
Sealed everything with good luck kiss,
And here I wait every evening,
To see my ship sailing back,


It looks someone has stolen all,
My precious dreams alongwith dawn!
Still I will come at shore each day
No matter if dawn comes or not!
For my ship, I have a very strong belief,
Can never sink in middle of sea!

- Wings Of Poetry