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..