Rajesh Thankappan

(Guwahati)

Floating Clouds


When I look out of my open window
And behold the clouds leisurely drifting away
I am reminded of the days that held with me a tryst
And has now drifted into the far beyond with the gust.

Some days were bright and inviting like white cotton clouds
Others were gloomy and ominous like their somber cousins-
Some rumbled and thundered and rained copious tears
And lo, ushered in a bright day to appreciate and cheer!

Submitted: Thursday, October 10, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013

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  • Kanav Justa (12/23/2013 10:54:00 PM)

    our days can vary like the floating clouds in sky, , , sometimes we have joy and sometimes sorrow, , , (Report) Reply

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (10/17/2013 11:10:00 AM)

    Our lives are such like those fleeting clouds
    Sometimes white and sometimes grey
    But as engines we must pull the train
    Sunny or rainy weather, come what may....

    (good poem sir and welcome to my page) (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (10/11/2013 2:24:00 PM)

    i'm not sure if you are referring to days when you met with a lover, of if you are just referring to everyday activities of days gone by. either way of looking at the poem could work. thanks for sharing. it is nice to think that gloomy days can (and sometimes do) lead to cheery days. (Report) Reply

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