Today I've witnessed a magnificent sight
Huge cotton ***** of clouds,
            hiding something behind
As the winds blew and sun rays sparkled bright
The clouds slowly unveiled,
             the mountain top from its hide
Just like a new bride unveiling her veil on the first day
The utmost gleam brightness,
             the most beautiful extravagant being
So shone same as the sun rays kissed the mountains bay
On this diverse planet,
             what an extraordinary mesmerizing scene!!!


©sim

I've liked,
but have I truly loved?
Love is iridescent
It shows with magnificent colors,
but changes swiftly with every passerby


I don't want to be iridescent

I love the night sky
The calm of the dark
Looking at the sky
Speckled with light
And the gorgeous moon
I want to lay under the stars with you
Yellow, bright and beautiful
We'll tell each other everything
We'll devour each other like our favorite books
Honey, I love to read you
You too are bright and beautiful
Like the stars
I look up and think of you
Each star a symbol for you
The moon also longs to see your face

I hope we always have things to talk about
Something more than the weather, traffic
I hope we can always look at the night sky ans be inspired
Never running out of new ideas
Looking up at the yellow, bright and beautiful wonders
Bright and beautiful, just like you
I want to tell you everything
All my darkest secrets
All of my most brilliant dreams
I want to lay with you underneath the moon

The night sky blinks, yellow, bright and beautiful
As magnificent as it all may seem
Its none near as magnificent as you
Yellow, bright and beautiful
Bright and beautiful like you

Once in my Universe
All the things were
Missed

I was Created
By God's Will
Forth intact

Fulfiled with an innocent fleur
I Created Playful
Bountiful Place

All the joys and sorrows
Were Missed

There was The
Abundance

There was a light laughter
Of ignorance
Of hardly recognizible indifference
Of not knowing Poles are Axed
Of vague rememberance
Of  
Which is          Arctica
Which is          Antarctica
And how to go there                                  Magic W. . . .
Yet I had a technicue to reach a central core of Divinity
Yet I've heard about Shangrila and
Yeti
&
Yaks portruding with knited chimes
With wide reasonable heads watching
Extremly enchanting Dragons floating
Effortelessly alluring to the beholder's
Navigation
By The Cloud
By The Thunder
By Resonance
By Imagination
       Coming True
  The Child
Butterflies were landing on my arms
And I was a Mighty Director
Of my Dreamland  Dying
With every second
Not knowing

Love letter to Rome:You have always been,and always will be my favorite city. Grand and magnificent like you,somehow you like me back.So many people have been desperately trying to approach you but I know they have failed.I selfishly know that I am the one for you even though you have thousands of mistresses who would like to throw their coins away in Fontana di Trevi and wait for hours to get into Vatican city.But I,standing in front of you can say that I am the luckiest,because I feel you through touches,winds,cobblestone roads,the roads to your past,and the people you nurtured.Like you,they took me in generously,they reach out,they communicate with me and embrace me.Rome,you may be everyone's heartthrob,you may be compared with thousands of glamorous cities,but don't forget I am the one who's always here praising you and adoring you for eternity.

its beauty cant be ignored
this underground queen
hasn't yet been crowned
its just too supreme
yet haven't been found
unique and magnificent
sparkles and shines bright
all eyes are opened wide
brilliance is something
it just can not hide