Thursday, June 12, 2014


There was this grey cloud filled with water. 
Barely able to contain itself. 
Full of promises as well. 
Monsoon was away and sun, too close. 
The poor thing had no clue. 
Moreover, it dragged along. 
Knowing not where to stop.
Wind flirted with its hopelessness.
It took small steps in return.
All alone.
Floating up in the sky.
Waiting for the right season.
And the correct moment to break loose.

In case you're wondering what happened to the cloud, i don't know. And neither should you.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The cloud is not alone.2's has wind for company's pregnant with the rain. Maybe it's the right time for the cloud to break loose... the earth is parched ...maybe it just doesn't know it yet!