Below is the poem entitled Sea Merchant which was written by poet
Mostofi. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Time comes in waves,
People, in places.
Words come out of their shells
as true colours always change them.
God is given to glory,
to glory- destination lands in two:
In the right hand of a creature that has breached its reading code
And in the eyes of a teacher,
leading a school of fish back through the fundamental basics
The latter lathers loosely on linguistic intent
For intent is driven by lifeboats
that write the shores as landing in them,
The reader's digest delivers intelligence as notes on a keyboard;
Consequently who plays the creativity of the boats tends back to the reader
quite a mouthful
After all, people are people
True colours will drive them around the world.
How yesterday's conclusions reach tomorrow,
is a mere hum
lodged in the back of your throat.