Clouds And Forms Poem by Indira Renganathan
Clouds And Forms
Clouds make many forms
Each one drifting fast to change
Trying to get golden lined
One small puffy cloud
I can see the clouds running fast like horses in the sky only to disappear in just a blink of an eye. Beautiful poem adorned with wonderful imagery.
One among many. Clouds- they always gather in our inner sky. Nice work
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8/28/2026 12:44:57 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Awesome poem, in four lines you suceeded in drawing a perfect sketch.5****