The Heart of the Ocean

Someday, the heart of the ocean With my soul, shall glisten Someday, the heart of the ocean To my call shall listen Always rash and rowdy It shall fill me up And when I will wake up There, in the heart of the ocean No more will life be seen as being draconian Rather, everything will seem panacean A heart made of goodness There, sharks and mermaids do dance Lions and dragons do prance And ships, sunk in miscreance Do relish this state of blessedness It lies deep at the bottom of the sea None can see through the watery alley Only those granted with the boon of faith Those having been given a chance to repent A chance of enjoy their existence, on the heart of the ocean Someday, to that mystical heart I shall belong, as would the verses to the poet Someday, there, my tears would turn shiny And my cloudy rainfall would be all lost Lost, for surrounding me shall be water, made of a unique essence!