Paper Boat

Zillion of dreams 

From childhood to adolescence 

Take different shapes.

Paper boat of childhood 

Demands name and destination 

Of river on which it will never veer. 

Will I tell that 

The river is perennial you, 

Will I tell that 

The bosom is you on which

It has to write my address? 

Yes, Oh! My peerless woman, 

Be my perennial river, 

Be my address of love, 

Be my Adam's ale to slake 

My quench for a lifetime.