The sea as my friend.

The sea as my friend.

The lazy waves of the sea,
lapping against the boulders.
In a sun soaked afternoon,
i was laying with lazy eyes.

I was laying on a couch,
in front of my window.
The lazy sea was laying,
under the sky which had bluish glow.

I could hear the sighing of the sea
as if it was bearing heavy pian.
I was also suffering
as my everything was in vain.

The sea was consoling me
with his mild rebuke.
I obeyed like a bosom friend
and kept myself mute.

 I consoled him too.
He remained silent.
The blue sky became red
as the sun started to bent.