Shapes in the sky:)

Just a channelised thought of seeing the sky after rain. (Free verse)

A dark slit in the sky i see,
Shapes peaking out different so free,
Some emerge unique ,
Some are different,
Some disslove in the smoke cloud in orange,
Some resemble like a shape of zebra threads.
Dark orange it is today,
Some it shows like pimple dots of clouds in the sky,
Some try to shield around like white in this orange colour,
Evoking the scattered and separation in between,
It is the shape in the sky of realm.
Some part seems clear like always,
Some is still unclear like rare,
It is picture perfect looks evident after the sky wash,
The rain comes timely to clean the sky ,
And wash away the dirt down the earth,
The sky is our personality,
The earth is our mirror,
The dirt is our mistakes and faults that peer,
They are the shapes in the sky,
Making unusual patterns leaving the sky still beautiful,
It is the shape in the sky ,
It is us who are with imperfections where the beauty lies:)

Author's Note

Any helpful suggestions are welcomed.

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

Very thoughtful. I love your imagination of finding shapes in cloud, you've created a beautiful imagery. Last line is something worth mentioning, it is thought provoking and carries a strong message.
Avoid using short forms like 'Nd' for and.

[Shweta]

Thankyou so much for your appreciation:)
I'll just edit it. Thankyou once again.

[Najam Us Saher]

You are most welcome ☺