In Vast Sky

I want to fly in vast sky With fresh air filled in wings and try I shall go high as much as possible To smile freely and happily sans trouble My thoughts travel And certainly feel well Not bound by any kind of restriction Sky is the limit for action Here it is real freedom That is witnessed seldom By my brethren on earth They die each moment and fear death The body is made of five particles Air, water, and clay are the main articles Body goes in flames to merge with nature Mortals buried under soil speak truth for sure So I say and reiterate I have lot more to state Not for people or general mass As this is not room or class Poetry is such medium Where you have to keep mum Use it at its best to convey Even much to discomfort and dismay I shall worry for those Who understand still pose Many questions as counter But alas! I am not here to alter