THE DIVINE CLOUDS

The misty clouds of night
shivers the bitter, for it
knews the strange mysteries of midnight.
When the sunbeams strikes the sandland
they disappears to nothing.

It floats through the valleylands
spreading a river white 
at the midst of a green valley.
It makes a huge unending 
comet-like line and suddenly disappears.

The land clouds similiars the sky clouds.
At the 12 strucked night ,it 
the land ,spying the marooned land.
Reveals the green hide outs.
Promises them ,a downpour from sky.

For it ,the clouds nurtures them.
The divinity of land claimed
its scared symbol.
The divine clouds smokes the land
smells them divine earthhood.

THE RAIN THAT RAINED

A desertified mind awaiting a break
to refresh the lodged nasty memories.
Aye . the rain renews the lodgement.
The magic it spells laser cuts 
even the unclassed locks of memories.

When it rains ,earth smells are spread
recognizing the birth time rites.
The rain rains a flash flood
a console to the solitary souls.

Why do the rain unbears a shadow figure
ever thinked before ,the why ?
The white warming shadow figure 
it bears wipesout even the odourless ,
unloaded ,unboltted flaming flashbacks.

The rain arts a mirror which
roams across the green vallies
amidst the rifts and cliffs
a searcher of the wails of cracked droughts
and shuts the rocked droughts to wetness.

The rain smelts the green ironies.
It blooms the emerald buds hereby
cracking a floral design and a 
thirst sucker of the fauna.

   

EARTH AT ITS RED ZONE

Holes mentioned on the sky ,
         the ' BLACK HOLE '
Cracks described on the land ,
         the ' DROUGHTS '
They are the red marks bolded ,
         on the EARTH MAP.....
HUMANS are only a mere
googlers to the  circumstances.....

I can ROMANCE to pureness when my being was taken care by an EYE of a '  MASCULIN  '