Oh Sky! I Need You Poem by manaswini dash

In a closed, cracked room
while sleeping on a deranged bed
and striving hard for inhaling fresh air
Look at my audacity
I was eager to touch the sky
by stretching my hand as long as I can
Oh! If I can touch it only once-
Then my fate would have been changed to something different
My half dead soul would have revive again
I could have live my life as per my own wish
by spreading myself from soil to sky
and touch every nook and corner of this Universe
I could have decorated the velvet clouds
with my colorful dreams
so that they could have move around
eventually to become metamorphosed into real being.
In the backdrop of blue screen of the sky
the characters of my dream would have recited
their soul's dialogue in their own way.
Which even I have not shared with anybody yet.
In this way at least I could have share my mind
with you all
Even though for a short time
I could have dream of my torn bed to be a peacock throne
And myself as the monarch of this vast Universe
I could have-
fly like a bird on the sky,
swim like a fish in the water,
swing like a twig in the air
and do all impossible things possible
So, oh God!
Please help me to touch the sky
as I need it very badly.