Terrace

                                  TERRACE

I am in the height 8km straight down from the sky,
The wind summate a pleasent ambiance,
My dry hair starts dancing in the wind,
The Sun playing hide and seek in the clouds,
The birds chirp  drawed my eyes, The birds
kissed the greeny leaf of the tress.

All of a sudden, my eyes focused something in the ground,
The  boozed adult fighting with the shopkeeper,I think, How terrible he was, Nearby
The beautiful lady walking with her child, I smiled
How happy the child was, To her left,
I saw a matronly, breaking the rock for construction works, I wondered,
How hard he was working.
300 meter from boozed adult,I Mesmerised by a Poor lady begging with her child, I gloomed
How she was suffering.

I Thinked, I smiled, I wondered, I gloomed,
The world is filled with everything,
When you in the terrace.