In Admist of Skies

Each time the clouds fill up the skies She awakens her tired soul once again To dance and flirt through the warmth Of love forgetting agony and vain The night sky adorned by the moonlight Serves as her inspiration To paint her coloured dreams With kind tender inspiration The cold dull refreshing breeze Helps her to see the hope And soothe her soul To help her dark self to cope The feeling of escasty in the drizzling rain Helps her to run her vivid imagination Through the creative sky Only to take her on variety of notion Her dissolving breathe In the admist of cloudless skies Makes her a different creature And a adorable world she sees