With my head
in the clouds,
I soar,
On imaginary wings,
to a world of my own,
Where crimson joys are
glitter and glass,
inner peace, up for grabs
Mustering both,
wish to head home,
…wings quiver, implore..
stay forever here!

©️®️ Vandana Oke

© ✍️©️®️ Vandana Oke