Dark Clouds

It is morning but it is still dark Well, the clouds may have gone for a procession, A procession hidden behind the heavenly firmaments Strangely it may never storm But the town can feel the damp Soft airs play with the trees leaves Flying them like kites up above the sky Dark clouds hide the… Continue reading Dark Clouds

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The nights cloud is ripe
Full of Heavens dew to give
Rain drops on our faces to wipe
And to our beds warmth we cleave

Dew

Early in the morning The sun stays home Taking care of her kids Letting the Heavenly dew rest There’s moist on vegetations; There’s moist on trees There’s moist on shrubs On grasses and the pans There’s moist on my hands As I give each flower a shake The skies are dark Painted with different shades… Continue reading Dew

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