Gliding in a sea of clouds
Unending and so white
The world starts seeming hazy
Although it is so bright..
Soaring up in the sky
One feels a sense of calm
Leaving behind all sorrows
The scene is surely a balm
Every time I fly
I feel this sense of peace
The burdens fall and scatter
And I feel so much at ease
This wonder never leaves me
It charms me day and night
Its memory gives me peace
And a sense of true delight.
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Author:
safina (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 20th, 2023 01:47
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Comments1
Even if the flight were very short one I always overwhelmed by feeling of abandoning mother earth .. I never thought of writing a poem while I'm being locked in a metal box and thrown between clouds ..
I wonder is this a poem depicting air flight or just moment of meditation.? .
(In both cases it a 👍piece)
on the contrary, if eel as if liberated from all earthly problems, and am happy to be soaring in the clouds- yes these thoughts always spring to mind, when i am on a flight, and passing through clouds - they never fail to enchant me
thanks for the feedback - have a great day
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