(This poem can be used as a song)
Clouds of doubts
Above my head,
Lingering in my brain.
Clouds of doubts,
I move ahead
Into this pouring rain.
Clouds of doubts,
The Sun will shine,
Sweeping you with the breeze.
Clouds of doubts,
This head of mine
Always will stay at ease.
Chorus:
As I glide through the rain at night,
All the doubts are left behind.
Peaceful emptiness in my mind.
Through the clouds I feel the light.
March, 2017
Clouds of Doubts painting for the poem