The clouds come down

WhatsApp Image 2017-12-12 at 19.21.55

Wake up one morning

And the clouds have come down

O the joy!

To be in the clouds up above,

A feeling so serene

Yet the clouds come down

It gives a realization so surreal.

The fields are damp with dew

And the dawns billow with cold,

The air is pale like a ghost

The streets cry of dust

Green grasses change to rust,

The leaves wither and drop

The wind grips and wrinkles the skin

And the lips shiver and break

The windows all sealed,

Under these winds we shall still hold fort

Till the clouds are lifted off again.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s