On the shore of the sea,
the rays of light are confused.
If they come from a
sunrise or a sunset?
Two shadows going apart,
Yes, its a sunset.
Why?
The rocks are crying,
forgive me if I were silent
But can't take your hush
Habitual of love,
Love? Yes you taught us.
Don't ruin this of hate,
Come and cuddle the sand
who rise and fall when you kissed.
Am I deaf of the waves are still?
Even the moon is influenced,
by this departure of love.
Come baby, hush and kill
the moment that is harsh.
The waves of love will rise again,
And you will surf like an amateur.
©Vijit khatri
