☁️⛅The Sun-Hugged Clouds . . Do you ever wonder my dear How does Heaven look and feel like! I witness a piece of Heaven When the firmament I gaze upon And behold the miracle often.
The silky milky floral clouds Floating in the open azure sky With a pageant of esthetic plethora Shining bright, so white Like wedding gown of a bride. . Smiling with the radiance of Almighty. . When they cradle the Sun, ever blazing And its sea of rays, ever beaming Scatter, scan and flash through them Play, move and dance with them Like a waltz of celestial beings.
So many books we have read So many seasons we have seen So many stories we know So many tales we have heard So many places we have visited So many people we have met But never found a story like us Never found a love like ours Never knew a person like you exist Never hoped to be ever loved like this It was pure magic ,it was pure miracle The meeting of us and falling in love.
Well ,enough history we studied Roamed many palaces and castles Let us now plunge into the kingdom of our souls Let’s discover their genesis and exodus And explore that real man and woman Beneath this robe of common human Who have fought thousand battles Bled, wounded, cried and starved Seen mound of deaths and loss Walked on thorns ,and broken glasses of dreams Yet survived unknown plagues and wars Founded chronicles of thrones And hoisted flags of victory .
Let our tears sing about our sorrow And our heart beats dance with joy Let us look into the depth of our eyes Which speak thousand words in silence Let us study those eloquent eyes And catch it’s every syllable Learn it’s every language Let’s survey and relish our silence For it is a dialect too.
Is it a dream or reality ? Its too hard to believe it’s real ! If it’s a dream I don’t want to wake up ! Is it really you walking by my side Is it really you watching me with these loveful eyes ? . . This crimson sunset is so dreamy And the more heavenly view before me is you Its your presence that enhancing the beauty around me These moments I am going to treasure In the lock of my soul And paint them in the canvass of the golden memories ! . . I want to watch this view every time with you I want to walk with you on the seashore And see these lovely birds flying over I want to see this world around us changing And beauty fleeting before our eyes Like rainbows and the shooting stars And see the magic shower of snows . . . Till our old days ,for our all days Till our last breaths, till our last days I want to see all this and live all this With your eyes and your heart next to me !