Cloudy skies -gloomy as they could be;
Making life ,seem more miserable, then it actually is..
A poet ,i am not,
Yet words tumble out of my head at speed of light..
Making a rythm in their own right
Making the situation ,more complex is the thunder storm with all it`s might
Reminding me how dreadful is the lonely night..
If only i had wings of flight
To rescue me from this plight..
And soar high into a sky so bright..
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