How to draw a cloud
The air bereft a voice
Drew something
A few only paid heed to
It curved a line
It pushed a shade
A bit here
And a slight bit there
It played with the little painting;
Making it a veil to its beloved,
Scarred; moon
It pushed the shade and curved a cloud
Differently
It took of the veil making the moon naked
All in all its glory
They played a hide n seek perhaps
That babies play and laugh
Be bemused and giggle at
While a red and an off white blinking light
Said its tiny monologue and flew to another paintings
Never leaving the air
But afar from the moon..
It happened so everyday
Sometimes days only alternative
Shreyaa Tandel is a self-established poet, or you can say amateur poet, from India. Her poems "Inadvertently Alive", "Virgin" and "Blackhole" have been published in the blue pages lit, and vamp cat magazine respectively. When she isn't writing or is glued in front of a computer/cell phone screen, she spends time singing north Indian classical music and reading the Bhagwad Gita and pretending very hard to be happy, even though she isn't. You can reach her at shreyaatandel1526@gmail.com.
She is a regular contributor to Marías at Sampaguitas.
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