Cloud Watching Poem by lalitha iyer

Blue sky
deep blue
washed by rains
stand out drained.
All colours swept off
only blue escaped the wipe.

the snow white clouds
cotton balling in the sky
ice cream moulds
sailing high
dreams of white
galloping at night
its a sight to see
the wandering clouds.

stars, shining bright
veiled beneath
like beautiful girls
smile sweetly
hidden discreetly
beneath the bulging softness
they delight us
just coyly blinking

As I lie upon the grass
and watch the night sky
my senses rich and fertile
devoid of fatigue the day piled
dissolving into the night's delights
after rains
the pure azure sky
divine mother
she caves in
my senses she covers
I absorbed into her vanities
and melt into a timeless symphony.

Clouds their grey breasts relieved
the milk of life suckled by earth
sailing to other end of globe
carried by the whispering breeze
they mesmerize me
with a drunken intoxication
where are they going and why
are they purely physical or heavenly
stars are they physical or heavenly
who created clouds and who me?
so lovely are they,
yet why they dont speak to me
why do I fall in love with them
yet, they dont
what is more in a star,
that I dont have
what is more in me
that a star does not have
The clouds pass by leaving behind questions new
already I am a waste bin of thoughts
every new life appears before me and
heaps the waste of ideas in me
with the touch of every being
I am crowded with cloudy feelings.