Sitting on the beach at the edge of coral rock
watching the setting sun
I am holding hands of faded memories and reminiscing
how it all was sown and grown
Sitting on the beach at the edge of coral rock
I am watching the sails of the ships out on the sea
holding hands of the dreams seen and singing the songs
written on sand together
Sitting on the beach at the edge of coral rock
I am watching the sparkle of reflecting rays
holding hands of the desires and knowing
that our love will always last
Sitting on the beach at the edge of the coral rock
I am watching the tides and ebbs along the shore
holding hands of the moods and moves
and realize our love is stronger than before
Sitting on the beach at the edge of the coral rock
I am watching the Albatross
holding hands of the wishes and requests
and I charm to be by each others side
Sitting on the beach at the edge of the coral rock
I am watching the twilight
holding hands of the joy and sorrows
and I confirm my love there are no more good-byes ....
I am sitting at the Edge....and I am sure to hear your call
Ravider Sir.. Yes I know it is living organism.. and that is what is making the thought of the poem ... If you go in some depth of the thought, you will realize I have wished to communicate the nostalgia and I wish to say by Coral Rock that my live emotions have gone so hard as dead and I am with them while I am pondering over my past...Coral a colony of my live emotions... now appeal as rock as dead... precious still.. my corals my memories....
semant 04-May-2011 05:17 AM
Coral is actually a living thing, not a rock.
Coral is not a rock at all. It is the skeletons created by anthozoans. These are a live organism !
