Ocean And Woman

Disturbed by the lonely, stressful life,

Sat on the shore of the ocean watching the cheerful tide,

I was stunned to see the darkness that spread at night,

Yet, there was a rhythmic noise that said I am alive.

Gazing at it, I was astounded to see it had merged with the sky,

With stars twinkling and teasing at the hike,

The wind blew pleasantly over my face to relieve the stress,

I was optimistic within some time and felt fresh.

I marveled how many things did this ocean hold in its tummy,

All quiet and peacefully resting like a baby sleep on the lap of a mummy,

Assorted treasures lay hidden in its chest that would boost our money,

But the depth it has is inconceivable and absurd to reach, my honey.

It is said that a women’s heart is as profound as an ocean,

How right it is as she stores everything with a smile, without notifying anyone,

Some enigmas that prevail can tear off anyone,

Yet, she carries all of them with a sweet smile and forbearance as an ocean.

If the ocean is quiet and composed, it is a treat to the eyes,

If it is disturbed, it erupts with tsunami destroying peace,

Similarly, if a woman is respected and loved, she stores all the secrets with a smile,

But if you question her existence, she can destroy your life without thinking twice.