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♡BEAUTY OF THE SKIES♡

Looking closely at the clouds Just clear all my confusing doubts  Encourages my soul from dreadly events And cautiously alerts me for the deadly ends Hoping my soul could have wings  For getting lost in skies is one of the peaceful things Soothing my eyes with its fathomless end Its beauty of lonesomeness can be a friend  But something's strange in skies For no pain and sorrow it advises me to break all my ties It's asking me to explore it more and more And is always capable of making me sure and pure  It's fascinating the way it attracts  People have charisma but the blues have facts Giving me the sense of God Making me feel special to my lord No doubt it makes me feel calm For my wounds it heals like a balm Trust me!!! mistakes can be reversed under the blues  For forgiveness it gives you the clues Still I wonder about birds and flies  That indulge themselves in the beauty of the skies:>☆

Don't you think that getting peace is very difficult thing in today's time... In this busy world, earning peace is more difficult than earning money... So i decided to write a poem describing what's peace ...isn't it a good idea??? So what are u waiting for just scrolll down and read it🤩🤩

✯Poem✯ Peace...it's something we all seek. When we lack it,we feel weak. Since,it's rooted deeply inside. With our peace,we're closely tied. It's something we can't buy. We can't catch it from the sky. It's about something which is truly sublime, It doesn't follow distance nor time. It's something which can hold our family together, Through any weather. Also this family must consist of everyone, We welcome them with a torch like the arms of sun. It's something we mutually share, For it's just and always fair. When we find it, peace is sweet. And it shall make our life complete. S͜͡O͜͡ A͜͡T͜͡ T͜͡H͜͡E͜͡ E͜͡N͜͡D͜͡ I͜͡ W͜͡A͜͡N͜͡T͜͡ T͜͡O͜͡ A͜͡S͜͡K͜͡, W͜͡H͜͡A͜͡T͜͡'S͜͡ P͜͡E͜͡A͜͡C͜͡E͜͡?? p̺͆e̺͆a̺͆c̺͆e̺͆ i̺͆s̺͆ g̺͆l̺͆o̺͆r̺͆y̺͆,p̺͆e̺͆a̺͆c̺͆e̺͆ i̺͆s̺͆ d̺͆i̺͆g̺͆n̺͆i̺͆t̺͆y̺͆,p̺͆e̺͆a̺͆c̺͆e̺͆ i̺͆s̺͆ l̺͆o̺͆v̺͆e̺͆ a̺͆n̺͆d̺͆ p̺͆e̺͆a̺͆c̺͆e̺͆ i̺͆s̺͆ a̺͆m̺͆i̺͆t̺͆y̺͆...                                         ...