Stupid Cloud Poem by Ketan Hukare
Stupid Cloud
He came out of moonlight
And knocked at my door,
Begged for some stories.
I said, 'I'm done. No more.'
He hung his head in despair
Yet his eyes twinkled in dark.
Couldn't help but let my guard down
And I began to hark.
He looked straight at my soul
As he heard my stories of pain.
He cried all night
And people called it rain.
They called him stupid,
But he's never been so sane.
One day he'll come back to you
And you will beg for his rain.
poetry has no place for unrecognized words. the suipid word is not apprecoated.. good attempt...10 The cloud may knock and rock the entire places and smilingly bless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 8:52:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
cried all night, Ketan babu, and write good poetry, I wish all good.