It’s all me,
because you never have anything to say.  
I fill the silence
with my nonsense.  
I fill the silence with me.  

There’s too much me
in this date.  
There is
no us,
because I’m inhaling
the summer air
and chewing this buttery bagel

while you’re on your phone
just scrolling and refreshing
secondhand experiences.  

My hands sway
with my useless tales
as your hands hold your attention.
Your thumbs sliding the screen
that is brighter than the words I waste.
This is all a waste.

There isn’t enough honey
in my tea to take this bitter
******* you call company.

I went out with you
alone again and we talked
about lots of things -
things which I hope you
talked about only with me.

I was sipping my green tea
latte and when I looked up
at you, I looked at you
differently.

I never admired
your eyes before, but now
I thought, "Heck, what a shame
if we couldn't be."

oh little dark cloud that follows me everywhere i go
why rain heavy on me when i am already feeling very low?
is it not enough that on the inside i feel a mixture of humid and cold?

little dark cloud if you please
let me finally feel at peace.....
lighten up and let the sun break through and shine
it's warm rays down on me

little dark cloud full of sorrow and tears

A blue black cloud, all over me is written JOY
in the script of vapor, dense, moist and meaningful,
I am light, like a feather, the breeze is in love with me for that,
I love his gentle persuasion to waft, move about, explore..
and then--ravaged by wind my love changes direction.

I love freedom more than anything, but forgot limits, hover
now, I am no more attached to the green hills, they are jealous,
far above them am I, untouched by their vainglorious pride,
I am not hard-hearted, parched fields send shivers of lightning
break me in to thousand  smaller pieces, scatter around.

My love for this earth is kindled by the sights unfurling below
all the egrets, cormorants, storks and herons of great magnificence,
those kind hearted friends that fly with me often are in pain
like the farmers, there isn't enough water for anything.

A cloud is a thought, inspired by the love for mother earth
by the ocean I am gifted to the breeze, to tour around,
on many lands fell my shade, found life in all varieties,
now is the time to be kind at heart, melt, fall in torrents.

White cloud stepped down to earth with fears
Pure soul and free spirit were all mixed with tears
I can’t describe how beautiful that scene was
Or how much grace and rain that cloud has
Watching that cloud approaching me with anticipation
Should I move forward or I count my steps with hesitation
White cloud, how could you move without your wind?
How could you possibly travel and reach this end?
I was far away but all I could think of was you
I was dreaming of the day when I can finally see you
You were the love that brought me from my place
I moved faster than your voice to orbit your space
Here I am now and here we have finally met
I’m in your heart now where I can forever rest