Searching for a sanctuary, where tigers love fishes

Movies and moments jostle
What shall I go for
Asks the angel
And of course moments win
Once
Twice
And every time
Except
When I decided to surprise me
I switched on the Skype
And connected to a forlorn soul
Searching for a sanctuary
Where tigers love fishes
And convert them into falcons
Where the springs are streaming their music
All the night
Till the dew starts to dance
On the tip of a thorn of a cactus
That has never succeeded in piercing
The balloon of beautiful wishes
So light that it flies away
In to the far blue sky
Away, far away

Where there is no end
There is no way
Just a jungle
Just a tiger
Few falcons
Waiting for someone to die
And be devoured
By the eagles and the other birds
On the roof of
Sun temple

Oh! You will live in te veins of those birds
Flights of fancy
Away
Away
Far away in to the blue sky

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