Water Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

The little pot is
Filled with water,
I stare at it,
The water is calm and quiet,
Clean and transparent,
As I ponder deeply,
It reflects a great meaning,
I feel a beautiful world
In the bosom of tranquil water,
This way I spend a long time,
Suddenly I see a harsh and unpleasant bubble
In the midst of pleasant water,
It laughs at me,
Being disappointed,
I realise the bitter existence of a devilish world in the great sphere.