Under the Sea

Under the sea is a boat,
Lovingly fond of a sea,
Under the fountain I wrote,
Of a mastering tea.
Find him again tonight,
Inside the very dexterity,
Out of a love for right,
Onwards might I be.
Cast away the wrong
As you have found
It beneath the zone.
Converted in the water long,
The rights of the ocean sound
So wrong of moan.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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