A Song To My Clouds!

Vaghawan Ojha
Jul 24, 2017 · 2 min read
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Oh clouds of my fortune!
Howl! howl! howl!
Through your own dark holes,
Hail! hail! hail!
The misfortunes in the form of ice,
Slipping in my world
Burning in the fire, flowing on its own melt,
It’s cold, it’s fierce,
But it’s no more ice,
It’s fire,
Look! Look! Look!
It’s fire,
A burning coal,
Still a cold, just like a corpse,
A fragile force,
Ice turning into ashes;
Where I burn,
Millions of my faces;


Oh clouds of my fortune!
Deviated by your own fate,
Or distorted by your own rain,
You too seems be the victims of your fate,
Just like me,
Travelling in a wheel-less train,
Whispering a solace song of a summer bird,
In the pursuit of love, in pursuit of hate,
In the pursuit of joy, in pursuit of sorrow,
In the pursuit of March, in the pursuit of October,
Whatever works,
Whatever that you forks,
You too try to grok,
A dead earth,
In a hope,
Your rain would wake,
A lifeless meadow;
Just like me,
Afraid of your own shadow,
Hysteric of the thunder,
Breathing a dark fumes,
Veiling yourself in a colossal,
Pretending to be celestial,
You short living clouds,
Cry! cry! Cry!
For your life,
Beg! Beg! Beg!
To the oracle,
A century,
In a hope
That you may be able to love,
May be able to live;


Till then,
Oh Clouds of my fortune!
Hail! hail! Hail!
The burning rain,
Let’s try to amend,
The wounds of fire,
Through the burning rain;


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