The Weeping Cloud!

The weeping Clouds!

When these clouds started to weep

I took my shelter under this tree

The branches which were full of whistling leaves

Were dancing around like beautiful dreams

When these clouds started to rumble 

I held my breath for seconds and crumbled

This reminds me of the dragons grumble

The drummer of my favorite band the three dumbbells

When the clouds started to sing

I could imagine swifter's guitar's dling

And could listen Ben singing

The patter sounds like audience grown

I wish I could see them now

When these clouds stopped and rested

The sun shined high in the muddy puddles

I can hear the chirping dears

And sense smell of muddy tears

~Hemang Kargeti