Clouds that feel sore
With a hot rain they pour
I wonder are they real!
Are they made of steel!
A bird is flying around
With no limits to be bound
What a land would it be
To land on and feel free
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A nice poem with nice imagery. 'A bird is flying around With no limits to be bound What a land would it be To land on and feel free' Wonderful.10+
that happen to happen by the warmth rain still fluffs by the shadow of the clouds birds roars high by fledging of wings and the sky is the limit if their freedom...............excellent trhought in undertone by the imagery, i do enjoy,10+, thanks for sharing
Makes me feel free. Very inspiring. Love it! Thanks :) Athena xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem, teaches everryone that inspiration is all around us, we just have to look at the simple things in life to realise it- great write, keep smiling :)