The golden weave
around the sky
caused a heave
as the clouds sigh
The silvery clouds
move like a fluffy snow
as there is a thunder loud
which came down in a blow.
The twinkling stars high up
flickered in the night
the lightning in a gulp
swallowed the m in a flight.
The darkness was still
the golden hue has vanished
the silvery streak was not seen till
the sky lit up as though garnished.
The colourful blue sky
with the tinge of expensive complexion
looks now as though in a try
an almos
t pale reflection.
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