Sky

as i hear her stroy,
i reviewed mine.

to find similarities,
to find scare.

we have embounded our partners,
with freedom so enormous like the sky.
that we,ourselves, got lost in the process.
like the clouds,stagnent we stay.
keeps raining like tear drops,
resolving us.
and to our own ability,
we form again.
to cater to the bird constantly flapping its wings,
amongst beautiful forms of cloud.

nothing can be done,
for the way we love them.
we have submitted to the negative law of love,
because we just want them in our lives.
to see,to feel.
just the thought makes us smile,
just the thought makes us fret.

awful choices,
but we chose.
if only men can make smart choices,
and dont be greedy.

if only we were strong and flexible,
like the wind.
making some impact on the wild bird's wings,
giving this wild animal something to fight against .
to fight for something we long dread to happen,
the chance to merge and present the beautiful picture.

its raining again,
someone is tearing.





yc