Cloud O Grey Cloud
You make me feel shy, but proud
You move freely in the sky and behave like scouts
That activates my conscience and my inner voice shouts
O Grey Cloud,
You move together in bunches and give each other punches
And hearing the sound of your clout, my feelings
Convey my message of love to my dear
Who is lost in her thought and cannot hear
Your roar and rain drops will wake her up
And she will think of me while pouring tea in a cup
Suman Saran Sinha
October 6, 2009
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