Tulips In The Sky Poem by Amer Jag

Down the street blue tulips are
so beautiful while smiling along the night,
how blessed breeze is blowing trough your hair
how happy my presence could any be?

Your eyes, hide so many
unexplainable emotions, so much that I think
just few tears from them would make a whole sea.
My happiness would drown in it!

Dear, please don't rip tulips of the ground
for some things being in the sky
is deadly experience.