Fly with your imaginary wings,
Over every dark and mighty storm,
Rise above all tornadoes and harm,
Till you reach the place where you find white- robed angels sing,
Yearning for eternal peace and joy,
This place is 'Heaven' where a Human seem to be a mere toy,
The Angels' world is a divine thing,
Giving forth the world that rapture bring,
Holy, holy is everything including life and death,
There is always a paradise within each breath.
-----Abhishek Bangrania
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