Merman

Under this ocean of worry is an anxious moment,
With bubbles and water too buried.
This life of the sea crazes us if we jump,
I see and hear the wise moments when I enter.
I am merman, I am not human,
But I am merman. The loves of one are strange.
The living, of this open sea, is gratifying, when I
Mingle with the mist, enjoying the company
Of my fish and squid.
I must live with anxiety in this ocean I bring,
The life of a baby is simple as well.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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