The ever-changing Sky

(P.C - Souradeep Chakraborty)

I Wish , I could capture the sky

I wish I could show it to you,

through the horizons of my eyes.

The way it changes its colour

Every minute for days and nights.

The pattern of cloud it shows

Over a period of time.

Like a beautiful piece of art

Which only few can decipher.

Some dark , some light

Some with too much anger

Flowing through the bolt of thunder.

Creating the scene of a plight.

Hails or snow, small drips or bigger droplets

Comes to mother earth as puppets.

The view of the sky

Is very delightful to every eye.

Whether you just count the stars

Or looking towards the moon for another scar.

Where the black clouds cover all of them so far,

Or giving you goosebumps in the dark.

Where the brighter clouds

Not beholding any water, nor

Providing any shade from the

Burning heat of our very star,

But they do shine bright and bold

Under the soothing moon or the scorching sol.

In this sky of pride and glory

We all create and present story of our own.

-miraculously miracle

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