Sea My Sea, was born so close to you,
still been so far away from you,
I see you today sitting on the rocks
The rocks try to keep you away from me,
still you never give up...,
This is the last day of the year with my friends,
promising to be ever closer in changing trends,
The waves passing over my feet
make me think of the year passing by...
what an (un)eventful year it has been,
moments of exalt overshadowed
by moments of pain and grief....
Hoping the year ahead is better
we sign off from Mahabs,
thinking the way along on
how to make the 3 months left
into an unending marathon.....
By Prathish (on the rocks on 22nd Dec :D)
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