A Poem on ‘The Sky’

The Sky

I don't want to stop,

I don't want to cry,

I just want to stare,

At the bright blue sky.

It’s so big and vast,

It feels higher than high,

All I want to do,

Is stare at the sky.

When the sky turns grey,

It seems turning pain,

It even cries rain,

But I want to stare.

I don't want to stop,

I don't want to cry,

I just want to stare,

At the bright blue sky.

The sky takes the rain,

It mixes it with shine,

The pain goes away,

A rainbow shows the way.

We start seeing dreams,

In the clouds puffy white,

The sky is smiling now,

We know life is bright!

I don't want to stop,

I don't want to cry,

I just want to stare,

At the bright blue sky.

Akhil Gudapati, Grade 7G, CIE