Cool wind cool showers, yet it warms,
Ask her to come with the wine of rains,
Virgin clouds need your nudist charms.
Around me and her should be curtains.
You come to me in the rainy seasons
Come and please and go somewhere,
She comes to me having no reasons,
Came for ever, she's here she's there.
Recollect the day we met in the rains,
You became a curtain on the watching sky,
Join her in giving a few more stains.
Naughty clouds! You know she is still shy.
reading your poems I never regret for my satisfaction is always met you play with words as no other can that is why I am your admiring fan thank you sir
Absolutely lovely! No other poet on this site has the way with words as you
Recollect the day we met in the rains, You became a curtain on the watching sky, Join her in giving a few more stains. Naughty clouds! You know she is still shy. i smiled after reading your poem as usual. you are so romantic and sensual sometimes. i gave u a 10. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A magnificent poem. It captures the beauty and attributes of clouds Elegantly crafted write.10