The last two months have made me a changed human being
Clouds up in the sky,
Where the birds fly
Is the quietest place
Where I could find solace.
I wish I could live in the clouds,
Where there is no fights and no cheering crowds.
I could live amidst the shining stars!
I could heal all my scars.
The memories I could relive .
Real fantasy it would be ,
If in the clouds I could live.
I could enjoy living free.
But alas! humans have poked their nose!
I can see them in aeroplane , as it goes.
That noise interupts me talking with the birds,
I cannot hear even a single word.
Well at last the aeroplane is gone.
Nd I am in the party of a bird born.
And again I can live in the quietest place,
Where I find solace.