Half closed eyes
Like a god of the skies
Under the smiling of the
Thunder with lightening
Within the seven wheels of
Rainbow.
Frantically waving their elbow from
afar for all to see


The sky of azure in the other sphere
With the beautiful clouds hanging
Romantically like a virgins Breast
On each hands of the sky.
That even the winds are seduced
To foreplay with the sky.

Even the sun still in trance
Can't help but be in stance
Of the dance between the two.

But when the eyes of the Sun
Is half closed
It is time to hit the hay.

And the next day comes
Another Sight to behold..
In the glistening sphere