Love and affection, bounded by blue water
The only place which make us vivid
It is not the pool where we only swim
Bowl of love, with water as a medium
No matter, where we live, stay, and work
No thoughts, when and where we meet
The only place which make us alive
Is the blue water, bounded by love
Purity, within it
To clean up all the bad sin we did
No ego, no selfishness only is the love
And make us feel like we are child
Rubbing and caring each other
The every jump and flip we take
Fills the life with joy of nearness
No bother, distance is the separator
But it is only the water which bounds us
It is not the pool where we swim
It is bowl of love, with water as a medium
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 7:38 AM UTC
Love and affection, bounded by blue water
The only place which make us vivid
It is not the pool where we only swim
Bowl of love, with water as a medium
No matter, where we live, stay, and work
No thoughts, when and where we meet
The only place which make us alive
Is the blue water, bounded by love
Purity, within it
To clean up all the bad sin we did
No ego, no selfishness only is the love
And make us feel like we are child
Rubbing and caring each other
The every jump and flip we take
Fills the life with joy of nearness
No bother, distance is the separator
But it is only the water which bounds us
It is not the pool where we swim
It is bowl of love, with water as a medium
as a memory in swimming pool.....
