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
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