# # A Passing Cloud Poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan

# # A Passing Cloud

Rating: 4.4

a deep blue sky
a careless streak
of cloud there
careless yet a perfect stroke
a moving swarm of clouds after
no...no not a cotton ball
yeah..you have read enough of that all
it is an indian kitchen scene
the milk in the vessel..when boiled
fumes and foams with life
an auspicious sign of prosperity

the moving clouds enacts life
leaves its shadow on the mountains
the patchy shadow moves on with the clouds
moves on....on and...on
showing life
the streak of cloud permanent there
seen after the moving clouds pass by them
all this....tells me
this lovely scene
that nothing will be same

Kesav Easwaran 15 September 2009

nice work...thanks...10

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Patrick A. Martin 15 September 2009

Clouds like life pass by sometimes quickly sometimes slowly.

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Subbaraman N V 18 September 2009

An enchanting sight brought before our eyes! Congrats! Pl. go through a poem with exactly the same Title posted by me in the PH.

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Mubeen Sadhika 18 September 2009

Nice description....Great composition....Good to read.

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rago rago 20 September 2009

nice to read...........good write...........

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Ravi A 11 April 2015

Nothing will be the same. That is the beauty of life.

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Rajkumar Mukherjee 22 October 2009

Dear Samanyan, Thanks for your invite. You have all the ingredients, right from boiling milk in an Indian kitchen and passing clouds leaving shadows over the villages and you made good use of the imageries to drive home your points to the readers. A nice read. Rated highly. I have one clitch on your last line. Abruptly, you closed the poem by saying 'THANK GOD'. Instead, I feel, you could have finished with- ' that nothing will be the same in Your creation'-choice, of course, is yours. Rajkumar

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Rajkumar Mukherjee 22 October 2009

Dear Samanyan, Thanks for your invite. G

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Anand Madhukar 12 October 2009

An excellent piece with some wonderful imagery.

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Indira Renganathan 10 October 2009

A tribute to the kitchen-bound life....or life-bound kitchen....thanks on behalf of ever my kitchen and its ever ambrosial smell

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