The wind is moving like they are world's best
The grey and white colour of cloud with golden shade of sun
By seeing them I feel that my all work has done
The pigeons are in hurry as they had to find there home
The sparrow are in searching for a shelter like a dome
This evening with cold winds
I am feelling that the air is coming from heaven
I am saying this because of the life it has given
The gold colour of the sky
The orange-gold circle called the sun
The real heaven is now
I am saying now wow
It can be that the God is calling me
My brain is in my control
God is calling my soul
My body is flying
But people are saying that I am lying
Now an unknown white light came
My eyes are open now and nothing is same
This is the time of night now
There are stars and mr.Moon wow!
Now I am on earth,
The place where I taken my birth
I wish that the time will came again
Today lot of sight I had gain
No, that was the true feelings of mine during the late evening so don't call me Insane.
-Masterpoet Ayush J