Whispering Clouds Poem by Satish Verma

Whispering Clouds



The veiled buds for
you, living on the moon,
in explicit shades.

Why didn't you leave
a trail of disaster, after
hissing the last breath?

I was to be me,
looking at the clock unblinking,
to stop the era.

Sunday, August 25, 2019
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Aqua Flower 25 August 2019

A mystical write about whispering clouds and unblinking as we look at the clock! Nice imagery.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 August 2019

We have heard the whisper of cloud after reading your excellent poem. Thank you very much for sharing this.

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