Cinquain Poems Original. Poem by Ashita Tolia

Clouds

Clouds
Fluffy, gloomy
Condensing, floating,
Gliding.
Looks high up in the sky,
White.

7. November night

Listen..
With faint dry sound,
Falling of a snow,
Trudging through deep snow,
In a wintery.

8. Desire

Desire for,
Curiosity to get something and,
To try for a want,
For a passion to work with craving,
And Hanker.

9. Moon

Look up_
On windless night,
Walking Moon with me in the sky,
And like a silverware shadow falls,
On me.