Up In The Sky Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

I want to make the sky mine
Going up like a free bird and
To be with the clouds that in
The light of the sun look divine

I want to see the earth below
Its verdant valleys, flowing
Rivers, hills and mountains
And tall trees standing in rows

And the oceans and the seas,
The dark grove standing alone,
The flower beds and bees and
Birds playing with the breeze

For me my home is a prison
With the moon and the stars
I like to trace the sky and see
Below the changing of seasons