Partly cloudy day
Gave some rains in the evening
And when it was time for sunset
I waited with bated breath
For an orange sky and great patterns!
Before that orange takeover
The patterns kept changing
So fast and so beautiful
That I was absolutely glued
To the sky and western sky alone!
Since peacocks are in fashion
This one’s of huge dimension
It struts the sky
But will not cry
It does not want cloud incubation!
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ha ha…peacock comments here too π Good one Gul, as always π
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Lovely poem.. πππ
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Thank youπ
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