Sunday, 14 December 2014

Wreckage escaped


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Sailing through the ocean of ephemeral samsara,
I am deeply shaken by turbulence of chilly breeze.
Buoyantly as I float, the wind drifted me afar
Chaotically making me lost between painful waves.

I am sinking but I see you swimming,
Go! catch the end of voyage which is awaiting you.
The hero awaits to hold you hand to save you,
And shower you with love and happiness.

For ship of my life is wrecked,
I might be destined to drown.
Ever if I resurrect on Almighty's grace,
I will pray for your love and happiness.

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