The Romance

I’m the moon in love with the formless beauty of the gentle sea

Grey clouds come rolling by with its trail of doubts and fear

The proud clouds boast of blocking my vision

Temporary, I assure myself, for I’ll renew my spirit

Like the sea shines with the sparkling moonbeams.

What is a romance if it does not have a villain?

The mind is engulfed by the relentless chaos

The continuous tussle between the good and the bad

Make me crazy, sometimes losing my focus and sight

Yet the love to be one with the Formless keeps me glowing!