When The Clouds Fly Low Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
When The Clouds Fly Low
When the clouds fly low
In the sky and they look dark
People return home to take rest
Back from fields back from work
Rain and thunder strike the
Lands making a heavy sound
They fall upon roofs and lobbies
And flow away wetting the ground
When the clouds fly low
They almost touch the trees
Make a sweet humming sound
As if getting kissed by the breeze
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8/28/2026 1:38:42 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Beautifully crafted rain poem dear Pandaji.