Even for me, the sky is blue!

shore

No matter what they whisper…

That I love solitude, is not true

With every blow I may not whimper

But even for me, the sky is blue

With the world I have tried to blend

And succumbed to protect their grin

But I get only solitude as a friend

As they walk away someday, to my chagrin

There is delight in nature’s splendors

There are cackles behind closed doors

Even habitués haunt rusted armors

Why do I have to wander desolate moors?

With countless waves and music in its roar

The deep blue sea became my chaperone

Who else is there for me, on the lonely shore?

Whispers the sand, in melancholy tone.

It cries, but can’t howl in pain

It fears, it may hagride its friend

It veils its tears in the rain

And vows to squire till the end.

For you my friend, who has always been there for me, whenever I need you.

For you my friend who never forget, never to forget me, through thick and thin.

Vous adore mon ami

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