The waves come and hit me hard..
They hope I move at-least a quarter yard,
My fate is made, they cant make me move,
Someday I hope to be a poet’s muse..
Alone I stand in the turbulent sea,
Trying hard to set myself free,
But I am grounded in this dreaded earth,
I live and die in my place of birth..
Thoughts of a Bemused Mind 
its not easy to set self free, but that’s the destiny.
Nice Line.. 🙂
lol. by th way, i’m planning to buy a new camera. do you have any idea about camera-selecting?
The photo above is taken using a Canon T2i.. It is good for starters..
i only wanna buy a point and shoot, lol