A vast lake
Dressed up in early morning fog
She is waiting for her lover, the sun
Grey sky shaded its waterscape
Without waves, she is looking so calm
A small country boat positioned itself
In the middle of the deep trench
For catching some sleepy fishes
A lonely crow slowly flew across
As if searching for someone
At a distance, another boat raced through
Creating a channel of wave in a straight line
From one shore to the another
The grey fog has spoiled the trees around
They were silent as if it’s freezing
On the outer, the lake looked serene
I wonder how deep the water is!
Though beautiful, it’s salty to drink
But, it’s tempting to breach its depth
When I look through the window of this train
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