>≫Cloud Tracking Poem by Abdul Wahab

To take a long breath
I lift my tuckered face
Suddenly I see a piece of cloud
Moving slowly towards west

In the air of inconvenience
Against a vast back drop of azure
His scattered drops of light
Heave upon me as relief

In a voyage of unknown
His gorgeous journey is sure
A source of wit
An opportunity to widen my imagination

Among pent up feelings
In the confusing atmosphere
Of bad and good memories
His graceful movement
Thrusts upon me as a gift
To fight the wind of dissatisfaction

My long staring at him
Blurred my vision
He fades first and next disappeared
And I wonder if he left for me
A profound hint
Nothing to worry
Everything moves slowly towards west