Dreams fly high in the clouds
Harbouring potential
Yet making no sound.
Sudden entrance of rainbow
From heaven it may seem
Make the grey come alive for sure.
Once the porous sky shed
Tears of joy as droplets;
To Quench the satiety of earth.
It soothes the clear of the eyes,
exacting the colour of my sorrow.
Gently Touches the nearby Acacia leaves
Feathers of parakeet carry them too
And then lands heavily on the balcony
To drench me with calming messages
Soaking my heart and making it pure.
