A Word of Caution

All is effortless and seems doable

When you walk on your feet with land beneath

Might underestimate the frantic storm

The hurricane waiting for you underneath

The flow of current might harm you

You walk into the sea unaware,

Nameless beings hidden in the darkness

Waiting unanimously to get their share

The water inside is frozen and iced

Never, can be anticipated from the coast

It appears you will get the hold of all

However, can get despair at the most

This poem was written with a special purpose and  does not present my usual writing style. However, it is close to me for some unknown reason.

Ankita