Wednesday 28 December 2016

Fly - II

So once again I get to fly,
Up above the sky,
To see my favourite view,
I once again flew,
From my tensions,
And the daily chores,
To get a taste of ,
Not being featherless,
To see the mountains of sky,
To watch the buildings ,
Turn into ant size,
To see the horizon,
Right before your eyes,
The blue sky ,
Turning into an orange delight,
To loose your worries and
Your cry,
For once ,
To enjoy the beauty of the sky,
To see how bird see,
To feel how small are we,
To enjoy this time,
Before we are consumed again,
By the dullness of our day to day lives,

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