Clouds Pouring Gold Poem by Soumili Karmakar

Feathers of your names flying in the skies of my dreams,
I live for luminescence stars shining in fields of spring.

I lay under the clouds of golden,
I see, through them in phases of sunset;
Linings of cloud before the sun
Tints of molten beauty
In petals of gold in my sky's arm.

The hues of our times has no demise,
Roses are praising ten thousand beholding sunrise,
While telepathy is reflecting between heart-melting rhythms.

Sometimes so late becomes too soon,
Flashes of lightening assist winds to find the beauty lingering in the eyes of few.

Goodbyes learned to see off with a smile,
Smiles taught happiness
Stars will visit to say, ' I searched for you in world's every rhyme'.

Fragrance of roses ventures by your name,
I think, it is beautiful when the moon glows, while somewhere rain pours making us alive.

Fading shades of old,
Under the imagination dimly held my breath swapping seats for not catching cold.
Truth of the curves found into the crescent cradle,
My angel's sun dwelled for heaven's dew into the pink faded blue skies in Destiny's castle.

Season change from cold shades of grey into celestial warmth of a spring day
On some days; life is a rainy day passing through every storm
To learn returning to rose,
We shall be prudent about thorns.

Sitting infront of a windowsill,
Eating frozen cherries while sunbeams shine on faces as whispering, ' I find my peace'.
Golden blanket drapes over the earth to light your seat,
Words to name what we have,
Less than calling love we sit with no tags.
We gaze, and we gaze
Feeling heartbeats five times faster.
Pair of eyes take tiny sips to be the subject
So our falling star surrender.