A stream of conscious

Lots of lives -
In the bottom of the sea ,
A chain of thanks -
In the bossom of the heart.
To show this truth -
Is a suffering one.
With a freezing breeze -
Marine welcometo her lap
Silver shadow - with evening lights -
Arranged a pleasing sight to eyes.
A circuit near the port -
Bring thoughts without east and west.
Standing before Muruka and Naga -
With folded hand is memorable.
But now the time, like a sickle -
Try to slice this coloured picture.
The brighting sun -
Needs to set ,
The lighting moon -
Wants to appear.
But a helpless mind -
stands between these two...........
And bid farewell -
With a painful heart.
The loving presence -
Always make happy -
A caring look -
Make feel safty,
But the departing time -
Unbearable to think .

Feeling lonliness -
Spreading shadow ,
Gives a chance to know -
The pearl in the seashell.
Keeping with lots of love -
Praying for the goodwill ,
The searching eyes -
Longing for an erernal meeting.