Snow-white clouds decorate the sky
They are fluffy and fleecy, and pleasant to the eye
They are the silver linings on many a gray morn
When you lazily wake up, stifling a yawn.
Coal-black clouds that herald the rain
Help the brown earth change to green again
And filling up the reservoirs, tanks and the lake
Touch the little seedlings – saying – Lazybones, awake.
Pretty, dainty clouds that brighten the sky
Sailing gracefully, up there, on high
Help to revive your spirits when they are low
And lighten the frown that’s creasing your brow.
Little, white clouds that look cute any day
Spread happiness as they go on their way
Serenely, majestically, in the azure sky
These bundles of happiness, do slowly sail by.
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Brilliant!
forgive me, dear Poet
I read your words and couldn't help
but be inspired to scribble
my own, little poetic reply:
('Puffed white cotton, glides'
to serenade our eyes
with Nature's, guile
majestic, in its simplicity
effortless in its, complexity
these clouds
that look down
without ever, making us feel
marginalised or small,
these clouds
that sway our heart's
with a glimpse of the wonder
in existence's duality,
these clouds
now kind, subtle and beautiful
then monstrously thundersome
and just as quickly, revert back
to glistening beacons, championing
Sunshine's, soothing rays...
these clouds, we
far, too often fail
to appreciate!)
i truly appreciate and admire your quick poetic responses - you are way ahead of me in creativity. God bless you, and keep your creative juices flowing...have a wonderful and inspirational day..
gray clouds i wonder
why you always thunder
the white are so serene
and beautify the scene
and to appreciate their beauty
is now a daily duty
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