Shashi Gupta

Rainclouds.
Just yesterday, the sky was clear
Birds high above, soft cottony clouds,
So happy and gay, were the sky and I.
Where suddenly then, have you come from,
You rainclouds,
To darken and pain my world?
The sun too tries, to peep out
From behind the dark curtains you hang,
But all in vain for too thick,
Is the blanket we are wrapped in.
The tears we cry,
Wash clean the world, and me,
Of grime and dirt and angst.
The trees look clean
My heart relieved of its burden,
Then why do I complain so?
A downpour I expect,
To hide my tears,
For my weakness, i don't want to show.
But deep in my heart, I know,
You cannot wash away my pain.
Your fresh clean waters, turn to brine,
As my tears mingle with yours,
Can we not try, just you and I,
To leave the past behind?