Golden grains, meet the blues
drowning in the roaring waves,
They feel the enchantment
inside the ocean air!
The black rocks, rest besides
the enigmatic coast
whilst the water waves
hug, cuddle and boast
She sits on those mouldy log
thrown ages ago,
breathing the familiar breeze,
as the feelings inside grow!
As far as she could see
this ocean was once
the puddle of tears rolled
This ocean contained memories
and the tears of happiness and sorrows
this coast was where the people came
and posted their heavy heart
as their grief and pains
were swallowed by this pool
and in return bestowed, vivid rains!

This is not a pool, nor an ocean
It's the tears of lonely
who once walked by,
and made a selfless friend!