The cool breeze blows and I feel your presence
Standing under those flying clouds, I cherish your essence
Your existence may only be for the time being
But even the shortest of the instances
Are memorable through my every sense
Your arrival is a blessing for the nature
It’s a joy of renewal for every creature
I don’t ask for more, just a small favor from you
That before you pour your love on me
Just try to understand my nature
Sometimes you pour down the rain
Relieving all the sufferings and the deepest of the pains
Sometimes you just prefer to fly
I try to understand your motive
But still you don’t prefer to explain
Sumeet Mukherjee
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flying-clouds/
