The Personal Sky.


A Personal sky we stay under.
Keeps us bellies filled and us mouths full of plums,
We slumber.
Forever he stays
what he is for and bless us with love
pouring on us, we say loving rains.
His heart is tough and emanates our essence.
What we are today and
what we will ever be is forever on his lights
that have paved the ways.
Under my Personal Sky I do cry
to be soothed beneath his colours.
Under our Personal Sky we have watched
how each day he tries
to make the world better, he sees as his own.
The world he surrounds.
The world that revolves around,
Inspired by his lustre
and countless brilliant stars he wears.
Father to three,
He is their Personal Sky.
-Manvendra Vidyarthi
(The Stories beneath the eyes.)


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