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Jun 2019
Looking at the sky up very high...
With the special feeling in the heart taking a deep sigh...
Talking to myself about the future of my life...

Constellations are nowhere to be seen...
As clouds are going out and coming in...

Drizzle seems nice but starts are far away from my sight...
Fo which pupose I’ve come out in night...

Sound of thunder is forcing me to get scared...
But I’m the only one who choose to be here...
Disrespecting the sound, All I want is a cloud up there...
With further increased sound, cloud changes its gear...
Hovering all over the place giving the essence if moist air...

All that surrounds me is the beautiful view of nature...
One can’t stop praising every single creature...
Each and everything around is an amazing teacher...
We just have to see things with all its features...

Clouds may not be present...
Stars may also be absent...

But Still I’ll stand beneath this sky...
Keeping my head high...

Because no matter where I stand today...
I’ll make the sky my land one day !

That day will come for sure...
When every problem will have a cure...

Till then I’ll keep on trying...
Leaving rest to this peaceful sky...
Varun Sachdeva
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Varun Sachdeva  26/M
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   --- and Bogdan Dragos
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