Sky Sky

Sky Sky Sky
Where the birds fly high

You are blue in color 
But ,there in no clue,
To find where you flew.

You cannot be claimed by any
You cannot be clasped
Nor  made into clay.

You are present in every civic
with small or long lyric.

You are bigger than a mountain.
The mountain stains by seeing you.
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M.Sai Rohith
7th class


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