The good direction

Clouds are waving to the north-west

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