Our relation is not printed on water,
That wave would wash away,
Neither is it written in air,
That it is considered vague,
Neither is it written on sand,
To spread and blown by wind,
The relation between you and me,
Is stamped on Barren Island of our hearts,
Like a precious pearl in an oyster,
Pure, clear and hidden in Deep Ocean,
Free from slyness and sham,
Unified in a chain of love and care,
Like a dazzling moon and shining light,
Showing path like shiny stars in dark thicket,
The relation between you and me
Is it the realism of our existence———?
Momentary Lapse Of Sanity 