Out of The Blues

The poem narrates a childhood experience , in a poetic way , a child interprets clouds as if they are demons capturing the sky with all there might (thunder and lightening )

The clouded sky, lauded high;

cried unabated, without a shy.



The thunder blow were never low;

As a young child, a little did i know.



why was it mourning, why was it crying;

Flooding the streets,deserting the skies.



Tears pouring down to the ground;

I looked from my window, just spellbound.



Bright Lightening in the middle of the sky;

it seemed as if, demons (clouds) were capturing the sky.



Parents away, Grand Ma sleeping;

i never knew why the heavens were weeping (Raining) ?



lying unconscious , i fell prey to my sleep;

as i woke up , saw the blues sweep



The giants have fled and the thunder is gone;

The clear blue sky has eventually won.



The heavens are safe, the birds are back;

life is normal, right back on the track



Given to my sleep, i missed the last round;

what skies did,when i slept around



Sitting on my little chair, all mum;

was just waiting for my parents to come.


S P S

Author's Note

May be checked for grammer

Reviews

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