Sittin in the apartment,gazin out of the window,
Gazing at tranquil silence of the arabian sea,
Feels like a king in his chateau,
The reticent sea is the hidden enemy.
The turbulent water runs deep,
Its like the dragon is asleep.
Slowly the waters are at high tide,
But im the king who takes things in his stride,
Too adamant to just let it slide,
No point to regret the land i been denied,
Intent on going down in history as the one who dare dified,
Out of question to surrender,too much pride,
A lil nervous within,but stone faced on the outside,
Been left out,backstabbed and snide,
In my own mind,m higher than the tide,
More spontaneous than nitrous sulphide
Raring for a fight,
Not one to watch thru the distance,i'd much rather be by the seaside.
peace out.
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