Monday, 17 April 2017

Clouds of memories




When cloud laughs 

I run fast 

Scared of the rain

Washing away the memories 

When sky rips open

Engulfing me with water

I lose my identity 

Freeing my memories 

With the wetness of love 

I laugh at them

Now they are the cloud 

I am the sky

Untouched by time



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