Presentiments

I  see  the dancing blue cloud,

In the immeasurable  upper atmosphere,

When I measured the depth,

From its space to my breath,

The extensive miles that I assess,

Is thousand light year or above,

Yet ,I  feel the hot inhale and exhale air,

Being settled miles away,

Yes ,this is my presentiments,

I am connected to your tenderness,

That the hydrogen power of brain,

Fails to receive favourably,

In the dark sky, when  I find you missing,

My oblivion didn’t cry,

Rather my dry tears smiles seeing your portrait,

I then  associate your links to my casement,

For some moments I feel your presence,

You blink with your streak,

I forget my shriek,

I try to grasp the hours of bliss,

Now  when my soul is attached to thee,

Can the fog hide you from me?