Heaven Before Palace

Exciting manner I roamed around,

Waiting to see the Heaven on ground,

Chirping birds, the joy of happiness,

Knowing others in loneliness.

Aiming to the fame of Earth,

A bow attacks on my heart,

No leaf, No stem, No root,

Detaches from my tree of fruit.

Bow to kill my pages of heaven,

Not my life , Nor my name even,

My favourite amended , changed or altered,

Will noone tell why the palace here sheltered?

My birds, My place, My everything,

Stays to play here with a good think,

But where they all went today?

May I taken a wrong way?

The maze was cleaned , No place left,

Seeming my trees and birds became theft,

One voice around the jungle said,

"No more heaven , Not your beds."

I wept around a pool of sorrows,

I want to cut and copy and draw,

Moments of my life in my love,

Who flies in the groups of dove .

Really I want to reach there,

After my true soul flying everywhere,

Every life wants heaven but not death,

But , My Father, Cut the supply of my breathe.