I wonder what these clouds are
A veil or an illusion
Concealing away the blinking stars
Fading away the moon & sun
I wonder where the birds fly to
And where do they come from
Soaring together
I wonder what do they hum
I wonder what the lightening is
Welding the broken sky somewhere?
And what is the thunderous noise I hark
Dacoits firing guns in some affair?
I wonder who painted the sky blue
And who puts the rainbow there
Where the sun sleeps at night
And who blows the vibrant air
I wonder these things & many more
But do not have innuendo to
I ask them about it, they say "don't know"
I don't fathom how to solve without a clue...
© by Ruman Hafsa
Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 10:32 AM UTC
I wonder what these clouds are
A veil or an illusion
Concealing away the blinking stars
Fading away the moon & sun
I wonder where the birds fly to
And where do they come from
Soaring together
I wonder what do they hum
I wonder what the lightening is
Welding the broken sky somewhere?
And what is the thunderous noise I hark
Dacoits firing guns in some affair?
I wonder who painted the sky blue
And who puts the rainbow there
Where the sun sleeps at night
And who blows the vibrant air
I wonder these things & many more
But do not have innuendo to
I ask them about it, they say "don't know"
I don't fathom how to solve without a clue...
© by Ruman Hafsa
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