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Every Cloud's a Dream
Every Cloud's a Dream
Every Cloud's a Dream
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‘Every Cloud’s a Dream’ is a collection of poetry that reflects the writer's varied moods, ranging from nostalgic romanticism to childhood innocence and even pensive contemplations. The poems hope to stir the readers to dwell on the reflections evoked by these emotions.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAyan Adak
Release dateJun 29, 2014
ISBN9781310856532
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    Every Cloud's a Dream - Ayan Adak

    Upon the blue seas of the sky

    Every cloud you see,

    Is a little dream that someone had,

    Just like you and me

    For every time a dreamer brave

    Hopes with little doubt,

    He paints a part in the canvas sky -

    A future in a cloud

    And thus the clouds sail patiently

    Upon their playground vast,

    Waiting silent for their dreams

    To come to life at last

    But not for once should we ever think

    They leave our sides at all,

    Watching every day our faith,

    And how we rise or fall

    For people change and grow up fast

    Their hopes, they waver too

    And once they give up, melts away

    Their clouds into the blue

    But there are those with heartfelt tears

    Who in spite of all the pain,

    Carry on for the rainbow joy,

    They hope after the rain

    For them, the sunset sky adorns

    Their clouds in brightest hue,

    Whispering in their golden hearts:

    ‘Tomorrow waits for you’

    _________________

    When yesterday keeps calling

    When yesterday keeps calling,

    More often than we care,

    Perhaps somewhere it’s wedged in grief

    More than it could share;

    And hence the tears from long ago,

    Spill into now, today,

    No matter how far we walk ahead

    We hear those echoes play.

    But the fault, it lies in our feeble hearts

    That can’t accept what’s dead,

    In the wistfulness of happier times,

    We cling to the pains instead.

    How long before immature minds

    Will get the truth to see,

    That yesterday’s like a caged bird,

    It’s time we set it free…

    _________________

    Ode to the blue mountains

    Sing for me to the mountains blue

    That lie yonder in your land,

    Sing for me yet one more song

    To them mountains, old and grand

    For deep within the bushland trails,

    I’ve walked so many a day,

    That in that gaze and in

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