The Bottle1 min 295 1 min 295
Rambling by the shore,
Soft sand underneath my feet
Nostalgic waves chasing me
The Urchins resting upon the colossal rocks
The Little crabs up for a nudge
The shy sun yet to rise
And I am Goggling at the vast sea baffled for a retort.
Abruptly stumbled towards the squishy sand;
Discovered a green bottle with a cork to it,
Seemed a hundred years old
Anticipating a letter in it
Just like it happens in Novels and movies..
Eagerly and steadily unbottled it
To my disappointment, didn't find any.
At that moment
Perceived that 'Expectations fail'
Life is like an empty bottle
We should aspire to fill it
With Goals and Happiness!