On cloud nine

A magical carpet
Is surely better
Than wings.
For then I can even chill
Right in the sky
Amidst the clouds.
And also give a life
To those I like
Right beside
On cloud nine.
I will make the moon
Sit beside
With waves upon its surface
Love on rise.
And together
We gonna travel
Round around
The tiny earth
Beyond it
Through entire universe.
And we gonna expand
So much so
That we will be
One band.
One energy.
One sound.

A magic carpet
Is surely better
than wings.
But that doesn't mean
I can't have
Both of them.
Where one is being
Created by me.
The other is creating me.
And yet there is no difference
We are all one energy.
One is full of imagination
The other is
Built by dreams.
Together they complete me.
And we all prance
To one complete swirl
Like that belley
Of a ballerina
The revolving skirt
And the trinklets
Of an anklet.
Round goes the earth.
And my hearth.

A magic carpet
Is surely better
Than wings.
For one can be easily
Multiplied
The other
Can only be regrown.
And that takes effort
Also time.
While one is magical
The other
Super natural.

A magic carpet
Is surely better than
Wings.
Yet
I will have both.

Distant blood relations

We maynot have shared
Our childhood
Maybe we are poles apart
I sometimes try to figure you all out
Like you as real persons
Only to realise
I don't even know
Some of yours'
Full names.
There are noticable differences
Intentions, mentality
Conduct.
But the genes
They never lie.
The things we like
The way we speak
Reactions, expressions.
Distant blood relations.
I wish we were closer
So much so
To be better than born
Of a common womb.
But then
We haven't shared childhood
Neither we have been together
In ups and downs
Pains and pleasures.
I don't even know your full names
Leave apart your favorite color, music.
Your fears.
We are but freshers.
Is it too late
To begin afresh?
Now that we have all
Grown old and mature.
Now that we know
That whatever happened
Happened.
And no matter what
We do share the blood
The genes.
Let me introduce myself to you
Will you be open too?
But then I don't even know
Yours' full names.
Would you too take a step
And grow beyond names.
There is so much in common
To ignore.
Also the differences
In core.
But Isn't love
Supposed to conquer?
Would you too take a step?
But there you stand
In pretentions and egos
Smiling in front of cameras
Doubting still in core.
Or maybe we are
But mirror reflections.
Remember
The same blood?
Aah! It is all
Just too much to ignore.
I wish for a utopia!