Stagnant Sailor Hears The Old Ship's Whistle!

O This Wedlock! How strong it's like concrete? I dropped my anchor once And thought it's a muddy bottom No it's rocky? And I cannot heave up the anchor and sail again. Wind is so wild and the Ocean's frozen! If I get a chance soon I reach Portugal The upper Railway station apartment in Lisbon Deceased brother & myself we shared a delicious rotten Tomato soup with a slice of brown bread, The well learned cobbler Pedro Rodriguez Who speaks little English like me We discussed about the fine book of Eca De Queiroz's 'Sin of Father Amaro' Jade eyed girl in Antwerp who said rain stopped when I asked the umbrella and in Cairo the Mummy in a Pyramid gave me a lovable smile? That middle aged Gypsy woman Varna in Yugoslavia Who sat on a wooden bench crossed legs read my palm and said; 'In your previous birth you married to a beggarmaid and became rich And you married her again now, live together a happy life and don't sail further? ' I hear that ship's whistle fading away!