Paper-Plane You drop a paper-plane In the backseat of heavy storm And pack a bag of all disasters with knot With a quite jolt put it on the tip Of your paper-plane To make them fly away From your airport of origin You want pool of peace Inside your home //You know, Under the moonlight your face Expresses different shades - full moon To new moon// Storm will be off And your lungs'll breathe happy air Like differrent digits of calender Days won't stay same Your bones won't be same But O' fighter you've to fight In the flaxen of Autumn In the pink of spring Don't run away You're equipped Hold your feet //You know, Persistence is a precious poetry Locks your all words and spread Their fragrance till centuries// ©jeelpatel #paperplanes #life #poetry