Short poems on Sky
"The sky gives no hints" The sky gives no hints For always dwells above Sometimes with a grey alcove No signs of the time henceforth For its going to be a thunder Or it's just is the shroud For those with a myth That the sky so beautiful Has no space for us We who dream the world We who design the words To fly on the wings of own To touch the winds alone.. For the sky has many hints For them who wonder and dreams... "Let me be that" Let me be that dark sky Which people seem To stare often To find something Out of the space So blank.. Let me be the star Which people try To find often To gaze at And wish something..