SAD CLOUD

Today I am a cloud,

sitting on the air,

in my white balloon dress,

which I prefer than grey.

I’m drifting to the west,

away from rising sun,

wind seems a bit too happy,

he’s blowing me away-

Pushing me right,

then pushing me left,

pushing me left of right,

then pushing me right of left,

For sure am torn apart,

by all this fidgeting.

And in this sunless- cold,

I feel a bit alone.

In the midst of this expanse

It’s solitude I feel.

Am but a little cloud,

standing above a hill,

sadness turns me grey,

And I start tearing down.

11.3.2020

A September Love

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When mornings grew chillier,
And the air grew mistier,
Grass blades had gathered dew,
And the short rains begun.

They met and quickly fell
In love ‘fore they could tell,
Words were said,
Promises new made.

To the mall they went,
To the cinema halls,
Merry were the days,
Cheery the chilly days.

And while the short rains lasted,
No they did not last,
Thus much their days of love,
Before the sun dried all.

25.9.2020

‘TIS THE CLOUDS.

I love the rain.

Those little clouds went out,
Those little clouds went out last night,
Those naughty clouds made fools,
Those naughty clouds made fools of selves,

When you and I rose,
When you and I from bed rose,
The grassy lawns and soils were wet,
The grassy lawns and soils were soiled and wet,

And when to bed they went,
And when to bed they went to sleep,
They went,
They went to sleep.
Those naughty clouds couldn’t sleep,
Those naughty clouds couldn’t sleep at all,
Couldn’t sleep,
Couldn’t sleep at all.

Their bladders full they had to,
Their bladders full they had to go,
They had to,
They had to go.
They wet themselves,
They wet themselves and soiled they clothes,
Wet themselves,
Wet themselves and soiled their clothes.

When you and I rose,
When you and I from bed rose,
We rose,
We from bed rose,
The grassy lawns and soils were wet,
The grassy lawns and soils were soiled and wet,
They were wet,
They were soiled and wet.

06.12.19