When I See Clouds Poem by Ashok Suresh

The storm clouds are my favorites;
the misty clouds so merry;
the travelers, I long to touch;
when they disappear in some hurry.

Sometimes they seem to portray;
epics long forgotten and at others;
seem to tell me an unknown;
tragic story of mad lovers.

All these clouds, I love to look;
on the greatest stage yet set in;
But when rainy clouds thunder about;
I run home and get in.

The setting sky so blessed with clouds;
of different shades and colors all round;
And birds and bats of different sorts;
flying as I stand spellbound.

This great scene always make me feel;
the life I live is a blunder;
And its so nice to get lost;
in this antediluvian wonder.