Clouds are passing differently
Always in change:
Shapes, colours, directions…
Sometimes become glasses
In the eyes of all divided territory!
Other times become
White hats on the tops of high mountains
They come
From the far orange horizon
Like a lily
Full of hope, beauties
But sad with the howling wind
They are not sure
Whether the soil
Which has not seen -
any shore of a wide sea yet
Will allow snowflakes
Enough time to live?
Or giving them a chance
To share a smile
With silent chimneys
Before
Consolatory tears of clouds
Are announced
And put a black banner
On the dusty trees
Beside long- elusive roads
Till yesterday
They were
Bright, full of life
But now
Motionless, without soul
Out of minds
Absent from all records
Such as
Never existed
Directions! ! Romance of nature with, The fragrance of life! Yesterday is gone too soon with the wind. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Like a lily Full of hope, beauties But sad with the howling wind... But now Motionless, without soul Out of minds...... your poets notes are very revealing dear poet.......... human being, weakness, , very nice poem. tony
Dear Dr Tony...it is so nice to hear from you this wonderful comment...I hope you have enjoyed reading my humble work...thanks again
Thanks Rose, Language offers endless versatility and artistry; just as famous painters have admirers who long to own their canvases, I rejoice in reading a fine poem—feeling as though I had written it myself.
The fifth line in the opening stanza : ' In the eyes of all divided territory' denotes a fracture in humanity. So thought provoking and so deeply philosophical write.
Beautiful clouds Without any narrow borders Nicely penned
From clouds to real life The poem brings a spectacular feeling. Thanks Soran
Consolatory tears of clouds Are announced And put a black banner On the dusty trees Beside long- elusive roads- - -you draw such great scenes with your words! ! ! 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful, soulful poem with great phrases such as long-elusive roads and silent chimneys
the beauty is in the eye of the beholder you are the great poet that is why you are recognizing the genuine works and considering them.. all the best