CLOUDS..I WANT TO HOLD ONTO THEM..

Clouds, I want to hold onto them this time

Initiating the conversation of a lost thread

I take a leap forward, to bridge the gap

To fill the void, created by their flirtations

And to address my detachment of ages

 

They are flying, but they look scattered

They are floating, and they look in a misleading league

 

Though I am prepared, the unease finds its way

I think I should convey it but I don’t

Their flirtations like always, deter me still

Pushing my thoughts on what if they won’t

But my gaze remains intent, holding them in view

 

They look alert, if they look indifferent too, unlike it was

There is something, their agility tells it’s different this time

 

Clouds, for a change, I want to hold onto them

And they look positive to join the communion

The Black, the Shiny, the White, the Gray

They look inclined to begin the conversation

As if they realize what they did to me then

 

They look scattered, but they convey their willingness

As if their misleading league was to tease me one last time

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/