Poems by
Aastha

Eyes

a poem by Aastha

Miles across the distant end
I am high up on the clouds

I look down on the land
Surprised at what I found

I found life! Hard hitting reality
I found death! That once set us all free

And for those who look up at the clouds
Who want to rise and shine like the sun

Think again,
The heat of the sun will burn your skin, if you fall too close
The haze of clouds will cover you, blind
Then in those moments of vision

You will do a I do
Seek satisfaction looking down, upon where you once belonged
Eyes are the windows to your soul

So believe in what you see
And then,
Choose you journey to be free
A trip to life, beyond eternity