With the coffee cup in hands,
calm, soothing morning breeze around
walking along the empty shore.
Do you still reminisce?
About my broken heart,
your cold, dark soul
and our ended love.
Because, my dear!
The waves have been wildly splashing
along the edges of my feet every evening.
And so is the mood of my thoughts
and the feel of my eyes.
As if, the roaring sea-water
within its wide, compassionate chest
is hiding so silently, my pinching grief.
With its rising altitudes, sneakily telling
“It will be all okay, so soon.”
Ever since then,
I have been living strongly
on a hope and a prayer.