Sailing in the roaring sea

WHAT WILL BE THERE AT THE END OF THE DEEPEST SEA

The shallow pool shook me in this vast tsunami

This swallow everything includes me and my heart

When I think in a normal way , I couldn't suffer

I couldn't suffer in this cheating world

Cheating....cheating..... cheating everywhere...

Cheating...I know.. that word is relative to one another

I couldn't suffer everything , even though you scaffold me

I couldn't think.... I couldn't think so much...

Do you see my burning,. fuming hearts and brain???..

All are burning sights ...everywhere....

I'm sailing in a small porous boat in this roaring sea

I couldn't console myself.... and you know ,you've no voice to console me....

What am I thinking now? What am I not thinking now?

What is real friendship? What is true real friendship?

How can I give a realistic definition?

While I 'am in a pathetic, contaminated mood.

No dispute ...no enemies... I know ,I 'am the only enemy to me

I realize the truth.... I'm the only enemy to me....

I could see that clear sky, I could see that bird flying freely

Amid, I could hear that sweet song of you...

I'm watching that bunch of flowers of that mango tree

That sight fill my heart with lots of hope

But soon my mind remembers that betraying flowers in the wind

I spring back to my ambient pathetic mood.