A VAIN ATTEMPT

I go to the depths of the ocean

In search of gems, 

There I set a bait for animals,

For none has fallen in.

At last a dwarfy spooky elf

Clothed in austere

Acknowledging to all,

Born as a human

Covering for vision,

Tracking a spoor and

Giving spoon

To passerby all.

That saturine temperament

And welcome satyarases and elopes,

Crest fallen and to the depths

Like a raging raven

Facing an uphill task.

Ravaging all at sight

In utter despair--

Still to commemorate

The drama of life.