One day there was a whispering on air, <br />that the sun has refused to glitter, <br />and the darkness was perpetual <br />few blamed that the development had it's share <br />others were talking about depleted ozone-layer <br /> <br />I tried to give heed to the voicelessness <br />was it the end of world? <br />I recalled the things I had to do... <br />I had to find a job and start my life <br />at a nice home with my beautiful wife <br />& I want my kids to call me papa... <br /> <br />Suddenly, I woke up seething with fear <br />oh! so it was just a dream... <br />I felt relieved and looked around <br />though, the sun was still not shining, <br />it was only a cloud cover <br />Thank god! my dream was not over<br /><br />Deependra Kumar Jha<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cloud-cover/
