If I were a cloud: A poem by Khushboo Agarwal

If I were a cloud, I would wander around freely,

Travel to places, in groups or lonely.

Like my Mother Earth and Father Water,

I would be desired by everyone, that will matter.

If I were a cloud, I would be the benevolent type,

I would not discriminate between lands or hype.

I would keep floating and giving rain,

To all places, irrespective of the terrain.

If I were a cloud, I would go to barren lands,

Where mankind is suffering, in dry and parched sands.

Giving relief from the heat to those in pain,

I would sacrifice myself, to be formed again.

If I were a cloud, I would travel to that lonely place,

Where a lover is trying to woo his beloved, to see her smiling face.

I would roar and thunder, to create an atmosphere so romantic,

Everyone will be in love around, there will be nothing to be frantic.

If I were a cloud, I could be moody at times,

When in the angry mood, I can be dangerous sometimes.

In my calmer mood, I would blend with the clear blue sky,

Over the earth, rivers and green fields, I would lazily float so high.

If I were a cloud, my life would be so tame,

Playing with the sun and moon would be my favorite game.

When I would feel heavy, I would pour myself in a spree, 

The earth would look fresh and green, and I would again be free.