Clouds

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by Taiyebaa

by Taiyebaa

Its my hobby , grazing at dark moving clouds

Hovering over me, calm yet loud

All ready to spill

Collecting itself from all over, up until

It can no longer carry and harshly it spills

Every drop it has been carrying since

Every drop it tends to shower

Every drop it tends to lower

Much like grief from my heart

Occupying larger, deeper parts of my heart

Waiting for the outbursts, waiting for the showers

Waiting for its grieves to lower

Ironic

Emotionless clouds get to spill and shower

And emotional me has to smile and cover

-Taiyeba Alamgir