|Posted by Rohan Baidya on July 30, 2009 at 3:21 AM|
Struggling the way worst, and through all the terrains.
Come from plains to hills, and surround the mountains.
It's a marvel, a beauty, of our one and only nature.
But as a traveler to a destiny, moves on to adventure.
It sets sail on the deep, and vast blue apex.
Some shape lenticular, while some like helix.
Some look irregular, while some with hoods.
Some over meadows, while some cover woods.
It zaps a flash, and roars the fiercesome thunder.
"Who may've created such?", the question I wonder.
They appear distinct, but the perspective is one.
Wether they split or collide, they keep moving on!
Sky so frazzled, that always made me to wonder.
While the world on distant, way out my yonder!
Sun scatters it's blare, so bright that dazzles me
but, beyond the azure, is all I ever want to see.
As I'm fascinated by the elegant beauty it posess.
but the joy of juvinile I feel, costs it to be priceless.
Time heals the wound, but the scars that it must give.
I dream aside the cerulean, for the aims I'll achieve!