Cloud of the sky fell in love with a stone of earth
came down to the land he left his big old hearth
dressed in white he looked bright in the dark black night
on its will it would grow on its will it would cease his height
he trimmed his beard, he looked weird yet he wanted to shine
as he looked in the mirror he said, cloud you look so fine
he scribbled in his arm that said, I love you dear stone
in life, together we would smile, together we would moan
as he thought of the stone in his face he had a big smile
he painted his love in a page that he kept on a file
he went to the house of stone he came with a red rose
on a day when the sun was bright he wanted to propose
he saw his stone lying naked, with another stone
they made love all night, cloud heard his lover moan
that night rained heavy as the cloud went back to his home
he told his mother he had been in love with a stone
Lines have fallen like water from a silver jar. A tale telling poem from your superb imagination, Kanav.
told his mother....he loved a stone on returning back to his cloudy life in a fluffy cotton wrapped life....high up in the skies of your imagination....lovely narrative in verse....two lines too much for the Shakespearean sonnet!
wow! wat an imagination my Friend....dis is a unique piece as wel :)
What an impressive write. I enjoyed reading this very much. Excellent work!
A very enchanting poem from beginning to end. All the expectations of a young love, yet sadly ending with cold reality. Very imaginative.
The softness of the cloud, hardened by the coldness of the stone...quite the impressive poem! You have mastered the art of storytelling, in this piece....so sad, and touching. I applaud you. I will add this one to my favorites, as it is laced with emotions most can easily relate to...at one time or another....beautifully done! PEACE
Beautiful poem Kanav. Superb ending... he told his mother he had been in love with a stone.. Just loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a great poem! The story of the impossible love. Perhaps only mother cloud had predicted from the beginning that it would not work out. Fantastic choice of images. I like the idea of clouds loving stones but when the 'in' is added to be in love, suddenly the mission seems to become close to impossible.