My journeys.

My journeys.

I wish to fly over the land,
which will be full of greeneries.
They will hail me,
to stay with them free.

I wish to fly over waterbodies.
where my reflections will be clear.
I will soop into water,
and will drench my every feather.

Crossing over the platue,
i'll enjoy it.
Looking over the ups and downs,
I will not repetedly frowns.

When I'll cross over mountain ranges.
I'll be mesmerised to see the Ice caped top
and the reflections of the sun light.
and the starry night.

When I'll fly over,
the hot desert.
I know,I'll be very thirsty,
but my eyes will not do the stupidity.

At last I'll come back to my home,
which is only my own place,
I'll get long rest after my journeys,
with a beautiful dreams.