ᴀɴᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅꜱ

He is one amongst the anonymous legends, 

Striving hard in every seconds, 

Standing alone in the cool breeze,

Wind makes him freeze,

Still struggling with his net and life.

He stays away from his family. 

Teaching to smile amidst the calamity. 

His hands were rough,

But he is not gruff.

His boats are partially broken.

He sells fresh fishes to the community,

When fried dishes are yummy.

His family waits for him with great relish.

He forgets to eat his favourite fish,

Just because of home sickness. 

He was just ignored for being the fishermen. 

He doesn't know knew to hold the pen. 

After working hard, he was forced to concede.

Because of the hateful people. His hands bleed, 

But his hands holds the net more tighter.