Cloud Poem by Indira Renganathan

Cloud



Appliqued mattress fluffy and puffy
Big God is dragging to cover His size
And big God omnipresent covered can't be
Ergo the mattress He's trying to squeeze

Big God is crushing it to dark
The mattress is crying to thunder
And He shears the mattress, anger to spark
Patters down the cloud tears, we say 'a shower'

Sunday, June 29, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aniruddha Pathak 21 June 2019

In a uniquely rich imagination that can shower a poem anytime.

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Ranjit Ravindran 26 September 2009

Unique interpretation of the cloud's feelings!

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