Poetry

Once I told a cloud
Not to make sound loud,
For it you are not allowed
And in time you 've to rain.

I had to tell too to my mind
Not in the milieu to be blind,
To accept reality you are bound
Letting thy nations to drain.

I had to change the notions
The cloud too had to rain.
The clouds' n mine bargain
Lie bound in a chain.

Joy demands the only price,
Nothing else but compromise.

- - - -Ratnakkar D Mandlik