Artistic Painting
When the birds paint the sky,
when the clouds float high
& are dyed with the hue of white.
A soothing time spent
along with them
wish I could fly away.
I suppose the sky plays a tune,
In its outfit of blue
Can’t believe whether it’s true.
As the chirpings goes on
peace is all along
how can anything go wrong?
Imagine the vast sky above
an artistic painting it does
A dream it was!
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Artistic Painting