Memory ocean

Sobashi.M.P.Hirushani

When I paint on canvas an ocean, 

I heard the voice of a random. 

When I run to the window, 

I fall with a paint bucket.

I felt I sink into it. 

No, it's a wave! Blue wave! 

I sank into my memory ocean. 

I saw ancient shipwrecks 

that had sunk in them. 

Just heard a Mermaid song, 

it's my most pure soul. 

I tried to catch her 

but I pulled out from 

the blue paint wave. 

When I open my eyes, 

I am painted by the colors of memories. 

© Sobashi.M.P.Hirushani 

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