BLUE WATER OF LAKE
A stone is thrown in blue water of lake,
Stirred water where stone makes wave.
Water flows with frequency to vibrate green mosses.
Seems my heart follows with a wave.
Rays of light reflects from my heart.
Sign of symptoms to keep me live.
Hope that helpless mind will be regaining to fruitful mind.
Expect that cool of hill from north east wind.
In that blue water of Loneliness Lake where a stone will not be drop down to make wave.
I will be here to survive with hope.
Where my love will be reflect through sunlight.
Time passes in my heart where days become bright.
Saroj khan [sakha]