By Sukanya Dutta

The mystery of sea is ludicrous,

Though haply thou hath make it wise,
Only anxious to loose her liberty,
Thus haply thou doth expose her misery.
To creat a rule in thine place,
But relentlessly venture to the least
By course of thine forbidden sea,
To see your destruction live.
I always wandering to the mesh,

Far from the heavenly slaughter sky.
Creation of thy abhorrence is conceiv'd,
Relentless in thou forbidden history.
I happily know that,
Destruction and regeneration only possible for fair creatures
For the forbidden sea which known for eat
Thus titanic only seen.
I write thy history of forbiddeness in thee,
Only haply to persuade the feeling of eclipse.