Stand for the sadness,
Cumbersome...
And hefty...
Beneath...
The ocean of ideas
In its violent tumult!!
And on the shore...
Stands the darkened tall tower
Erected by the thoughts.
A blend of colours,
The shade of black and white,
A total diffusion of darkness,
And the tumultuous uproar of violent waves.
I came this shore before a long time.
Might be immemorial,
Could have picked up some
Pearls and oysters,
From the depths unlit.
That time my collection had
Some black pebbles too...
Naturally...
For the second time,
What if I cross the ocean once again?
To try my luck,
To see the curiosities ahead,
In the midst of waves.
What if my new wealth this time
Constitute some stones precious...
No! The ocean,
The mighty home of dreams...
I won’t let myself ever go
From your grasp on my wishes,
And on my thoughts!!!
