Bathroom.
There is this place Whom I can tell is my friend Where my comfort and peace dwells somehow And his name is “Bathroom” As the nature calls me Where a throne awaits me there Telling, “Come sit and Meditate” To clarify something, The Meditate I meant was indirect Now as I sat Taking a look what’s in front of me My mind has again flew away Far across the horizon Passing the sea Which I cherish the most Waiting for my meditation to be accomplish Until I step in the field again













