Hen fire starts and wind follows,
The land near ocean is burned down,
The smoke envelop the gulf,
And the gull hast no place,
But flying across high lands,
To survive for his life.
No sea is around,
The gull rest for awhile,
In the land of hornbills.
Being alone is hollow,
He cries for someone,
And found a hornbill but no gull,
But their identical is awesome,
Highlander and a lover of ocean.
What’s the future is unknown,
But the gull wishes no abandon,
After living for some duration,
He learned to be apart of her emotion,
And being living above ocean,
They mean to be no awesome.