These clouds floating in the sky;
Wherever they want they can fly.
They strew the sky sometimes completely white;
We can't see the sky and the sun which is bright.
But sometimes at some places they leave the sky blue;
For man to read for man as a clue.
They change their size they change their shape;
Unknowingly man stares at them like an ape.
Birds flew past them reading it aloud;
They know what they wanna say those clouds.
When man can't understand what they wanna say;
Towards the earth they make their way.
They fell on earth with different tones;
They fell on tall buildings they fell on ruins.
They make different sounds and they say different words;
Which man can't understand but they know the birds.
The air and the trees understand what they say;
And the wind and the trees together they play.
But the man is unaware of what is happening;
He thinks this end but its the beginning.
(IMAD UL ISLAM)