sHAdows..

The oceans and its deep meadows,
The reflection and its dark shadows,
The articulate of feeling so sour
The depth ness of thoughts is sinking to core
The pulsating joy of worldly pleasure
The inevitable sorrow of loosing the treasure
The maybe and will be frame of mind
The solace and peace that embodiment can’t find
Slowly and slowly the pain is getting deep
My eyes have unreasonable logics to weep
Though blaming life may not be right on my front,
Eventually, its destiny and deeds that leads to grunt.