That boat is like pyramid of beloved;
Who is sailing towards d horizon’s world.
Not towards to Ezypt who is belonged cruel ruler;
Who made mummies for thier soul for rescuer.
Many more treasures n living things were kept in their grave’s palace;
But in which peace;still now wander their souls as fake solace.
Hey dream rescuer!!please bless me n my love’s dream as wanderd;
Let them to get their target ,at beyond of horizon,is presented.
D pale light of dusk is symbol of sefishless love’s world,
I want to reach toward sunset who is d love’s crown as gold.
Written by aruna sharma.
16.06.2017. 12.31 at midnight
(A tribution to zoolon n mia)