Sky!

Once upon a time,I was resting under the sky.

Sky is very attractive for me...

Infinite!

Different colours!

(I see many-blue with many shades, sometimes red, orange and light yellow with sun rays, sometimes white as cotton, sometimes gray.)

High to touch!

Open to fly!

And so on...

               I was thinking about how to be in the sky. Then I wrote it...

There is a way without destination,

Infinite long with many colour combinations..

Come here and see the ride,

To go high you have to fly...

Leave the sorrow,stop all thinking,

All load can stop you to be high...

See the clouds light in the weight,

Heavyness is not the part of try...

Open your wings be the great India bustard,

Light weightes always touch the sky...

Free from worries, develope peace inside,

Dear! Live at Infinity before die.

~AdityaaChoudhary