Unsure of their direction,
shape and size,
the clouds
wander in a domain-so vast,
as if in a quest,
to seek their identity, lost;
like the Pandits from Kashmir,
in forced exile,
for three decades, past.
Aided by a placid wind,
in between,
the dancing rain drops
enhance pensiveness
of the monsoon scene.
And, playing hide and seek,
rays of sun add little luster
to the clouds – white and grey.
Unmindful of the ongoing play,
some birds, in the overcast sky,
spread their wings to fly;
and make their way!
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