The Sky At Night Poem by Gajanan Mishra

All furious
The sky at night.
All curved
The life on day.

Making anything
On wish
Not possible.
Living in sky
As desired
Not possible.

The surface is smooth
And we are to change
Directions taking
Our rudder into confidence.

Wait and
Chalk out new plans
At every moment.
At every moment
The sky is changing
Its colours.

And the life has its
Own landing gears
Worry not dear.
Just clear your
Flight deck.