Plane

Plane

It’s a season of cold,
I am on top of the cloud,

Its my plane,
flying in the rain,

leaping at high,
while cutting the sky,

Observing mars,
playing with stars,

touching the clouds,
while making the sounds,

i was feeling,
an amazing thrilling,

It’s the fly,
to say defeat bye,

Its my plane,
freshening up the brain,

29.01.2012