Breaking Clouds

We lose ourselves to the sky
We grow wings and we start to Fly

But once we lose the Track of ourselves
We Step Down, take off our wings and put them on shelves

We Run to the nearest Highway
Rainy, Sunny, Windy or Foggy. We stay

In hope to understand what we've missed
To know that in Each Darken Corner. Life..Somehow is blessed

To Realize that After a Rainy day
Sun will Breaks the Dark clouds with a single Ray

Sarah Ibrahim ©

by Sarah Ibrahim

Other poems of IBRAHIM (43)

Comments (12)

nice poem, deep meaning i like it 10+
much romantic one... liked it too.. and hope my poetry will also touch your heart... best of luck 10+++
For i can not fly for my wings are broken. before my lifeless body hit the ground, my sweet angel shall burst the eastern sky... the amber rays gentle spray through the clouds and paint the landscape with Peace and Love.... once more denied but not forsaken Wow! ! ! this poem is soul moving...10+++++++++++
The poem is ingrained with simple but sound words spreading an inspirational message of hope which always stay alive.
This is a powerful reflection i can say! Fine wording! nice rhyme/rhythm 10+
See More