For each cloud in the big blue sky
I've unlocked a dream of my heart.
I'm waiting for a glimpse of rain.
Some tears spread over my smile.
Each drop lost is a precious pearl.
Alas! Grief is not a reliable enemy.
The lonely conscience deserts me.
I've waited for the whole night through.
Till daybreak, the clouds turn grey.
The raindrops fall on my grave.



The Story Behind

This poem is metaphorical and surreal. It is a tale of unfulfilled dreams or ambitions that only come true in dreams. The poet scatters his ambtions and dreams all over the place in each cloud and waits for the rain to come. The rain symbolizes the dreams came true. But the rains never come. Its too late. The poet realises that he has been deserted by his own fate. Even grief doesnot torture or depress him. He is that lonely. His sorrows deserts him too. Finally when the rains come, its too late. The dreams are now ready to burgeon. The raindrops fall happily and readily all over the place. Sadly, the poet is no more.