Poetry

My life was perfect
Like a calm ocean
But a tsunami came
And flowed everything away
Trying to find something
In an absolutely new way

Found new people
But missing the old joy
Now the ocean is dry
With the fossils remain
Hurting me everyday
Even in the new way

Now the ocean is landscape
With the greenery above
Hiding the pain
Under it everyday

Yet no one has found
The ocean beneath
Crying for a water drop
Even at the shore

Searching for the ray
Making my way
Every new day.