Clouds Are Crying Poem by THEODOROS MANTAS

Deep silence inside,
strong wind outside.
The rain heavily falls down.
I want to cry, I want to fly
like a free bird in the rainy sky.
Clouds reach my window
I gently open it.
I stare at them...Oh they
are crying!
Deep silence inside,
strong wind outside
clouds are crying.
They were once free birds, they
could fly... a shot burried a happy life.
Deep silence inside,
strong wind outside.
Donot shoot innocent birds,
clouds are crying...