Earth And Sky

Earth And Sky short poem

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Earth one day looked longingly at blue vast sky and lamented ,
o my lover why so distant, don’t you understand my longings ,
reciprocate my feelings ,
I want you, meet somewhere, though people see horizon I find none ,
know no solace and aakasha* smiled
o my dear beloved which place do you want to meet me ?
What is the horizon?
our distance is only an illusion to create a beauty called longing ,
don’t try to see like people but feel
when I left you everywhere I envelop you or you knew not your whirlings ,
your creative beauty happens with my mingling
a lover can never be distant, one who gets distant is no lover at all

aakasha-sky

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