From Ajit Nagpurkar in Mumbai, India:

Clouds – The Loud Dreams

Fluttering, chittering land the
humming birds, just in front-

And I rush out to watch
As I reach, the birds fly away-

Sat I in the cane chair
open in the garden-

Right top in the sky shuffeled
white clouds to form a bunny-

I run in to grab my camera
to take a snap of the bunny-

As I return, I find the forms vanishing
but clouds are still there –

How true, they say
There is always a slip between a cup and a lip-

But then, there is no life
if you dont have any unfulfilled dream-

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