Sky Dive

My eyes were closed

I can smell clouds

The most awaited movement

I was experiencing everything more amazingly

Then I have always dreamt

I opened my eyes to white clouds amidst the blue sky

As if waiting for me to hold them into my arms

Thoughts my legs shake

But my heart was boosting itself up every passing second 

I jumped off the plane 

And that time will never come out of me

Not even the form of ink or

Typed words. That was my first skydive.