Drifting in The Clouds

Petrichor of Love

Amidst the clouds of the human heart,
A poet drifts his observations impart.
In golden sunrise, with hope in his quill,
He writes of beginnings and dreams to fulfil.
A farmer sowing seeds in the fertile earth,
Each line a seed of passion, of rebirth.

As sunlight dance, a ballet on the azure stage,
The poet muses on life's transient page.
At Dusk, where day and night entwine,
He captures moments, both yours and mine.
A child's laughter that echoes in the breeze,
A mother's lullaby that brings hearts to ease.

When storm clouds gather, dark and dense,
The poet delves into human experience.
A soldier's valour, facing the tempest's might,
In verses bold, he honours the valiant fight.
Tears of parting, in the rain's descent,
Echoed in the poet's mournful lament.

With the moon's ascent, a tender serenade,
The poet weaves tales of love, unafraid.
A lover's gaze, an intimate connection,
In the quiet moments, a profound reflection.
Two souls entwined, like vines in a dance,
Romance painted in the moon's soft ambience.

Within the clouds, a myriad of faces,
A tapestry of humanity, in diverse spaces.
The poet, a witness to joy and despair,
Crafts verses that humanity can share.
Observing life's tapestry, rich and diverse,
His quill, a bridge to souls, a powerful verse.

In the celestial theatre, emotions unfold,
The human drama, in tales untold.
A bard suspended in the cosmic sea,
Navigating the waves of humanity.
Through joy and sorrow, love and strife,
The poet captures the essence of life.

  • Author: Petrichor of Love (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 3rd, 2024 10:22
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