Wednesday, 13 July 2016


When bronze sky kissed my forehead,
Bewildered I  searched  me from the cloud,,
Went to search for  celestial  brooks,
The  meandering brooks sings with the red sky,
The drops of celestial bliss falls as drizzle,
I started to giggle,
My feathers  winked to fly for mountain high,
From there I want to touch the bronze sky,
The terrain of mountain cliff is very high,
My journey is possible in clear sky,
The dark cloud playing hide and seek  restricted my way,
I waited  and waited eagerly for the Sun,
Cloud enjoying and playing in the vast sky,
The laughter of cloud doused me,
I want to wet in celestial bliss,

The pour will open my umbrella 
To dance and sing with bronze sky.