Saturday, September 27, 2014

Clouds - Floating beauty in the Sky!


They call me floating beauty of the sky 
I am a saviour in the scorching summer
Casting a barrier when the sun is too angry
I extinguish the thirst of the lovely earth 
And move with daring wind with speed of light

I am a beauty with imagination, if you must know
Those funny images you see in the distant sky
A dragon sometimes and perhaps sometimes a fairy
And you think your mind is playing a trick
Oh! It is me playing around a bit when it gets little boring

I love to dress up, blending with nature's paint
Changing shape and colour to light up the dull blue sky
Oh! don't you think I am always so calm
I do get angry and when I do 
There is flash of violent light and thunders roll

I come close to the earth in winters for a while
When sun isn't around to play hide and seek
In the form of fog, I visit earth
And when sun returns from its vacation
Puff! I am gone with wind! 
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Written for Poetry Jam!

17 comments:

  1. Really like this one, Ankita! I don't know if I have ever seen clouds so well described. I like the idea of clouds changing shape and color to light up the dull blue sky; and I especially like the description of the angry clouds and the ending with clouds gone with the wind. Lovely writing, Ankita.

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    1. I have been amazed by clouds all my life. :) Thank you Mary for such a beautiful comment.

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  2. Such a lovely personification of clouds, so beautiful:)

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    1. It always a pleasure to have you here Vandana! :) Thank you for reading! :)

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  3. Clouds are indeed beauty with imagination. I like to see them change colors and shapes. I liked that you adopted their point of view in your poem, Ankita.

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  4. I love that this poem speaks from the clouds' perspective. Cool idea. Love the idea of the clouds forming shapes when they get a little bored!

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  5. Clouds have such energy and apparent free will, no wonder we watch them with admiration, perhaps even jealousy.

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  6. so beautiful voice of the cloud...

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  7. very cool exploration of the clouds....they can def be playful...no fog this morning but we have had quite a bit here in the season change....

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  8. Clouds are the muse for those with a great imagination...as a poet or artist. You have voiced that here perfectly Ankita! :-)

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  9. Love that you took the clouds' point of view. Really enjoyed reading this. It is clear yet lovely use of words.

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  10. I enjoyed your personification of clouds!

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  11. I remember when I used to lie back on my terrace and watch the clouds, see for shapes, wait for rain :) I sometimes do that even now. Beauty in the sky, yes I agree. especially at sunset. Liked this.

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  12. Lovely write, Ankita. I enjoyed reading this.

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  13. Beautifully written and such heart felt expression, love this.

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  14. Oh this is a great poem. I could just see each of the things you described.

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