The Cloudy Sky

Rains made the nature so clean,
Shadow of clouds made it more green.
The layers of clouds darken the sky.
Sunrays are restrained to pass by.

The layers are dense and thick.
But, somewhere they are weak.
Like a poor man’s torn blanket,
Cannot stop sun to peep through it.

Penetrated by a few sun-rays,
Bright lines are drawn in greys,
Like silver magical stick of a fairy
Showering boon of life and merry.

Roam your vision in the clouds.
Let your imagination come out.
Can you see a sheep or a deer?
Faces of crocodiles may appear.

It’s only the cloudy sky, I must say,
You can stare with naked eyes in mid-day.
As soon as the season is not rainy,
You can’t do so when sun is shiny.

The Cloudy Sky

vanita

Joined January 2008

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