Thoughts Poem by nithya raghavan

The silent white, abstract clouds,
moving across the blood of blue,
ready to pour on the earth,
with its repercussions staying due.

The positive impact of clouds,
cause benefits to rain,
the negative impact of its movement,
make so many efforts in vain.

The lonely estranged clouds,
rebel against each other,
as often seen there is a clash of titans,
between sunlight and rain,
a bud and a blossom,
extending beyond the vast horizon,
causing disturbance,
coagulating the flow of blue,
an atmosphere of restlessness,
soon enough, after a heavy downpour,
the sky stays clear,
fresh thoughts flow into mind and bring us cheer................