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Carrying so many pots
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English Poetry |
Oh! my beautiful dark cloud
of maiden! Are you listening?
Where are you going
carrying so many pots
of water? Without spilling a bit–
Here or there, but only
in the middle
You water these plants with struggle
and quench the thirst of many
creatures and the dry earth.
While looking around
in astonishment
here and there too get wet
Ah! majestically, you walk, surrounded
by everything, soaking up all.
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wow!
what a way to describe a black cloud
lovely!
loved this poem immensely ma’am
nice poem Valli ma’am
Enchanting delighting delving
into the clouds that are moving
with a mind that is piercing…
Commends for this penning
Very nice poem…..
@dr.paliwal, Vishvji, Kanchana & Paraes;
Thank you very much for your delightful
and encouraging comments.
Beautiful imagination and thoughts, Medhini. Liked it.
beautiful!
@rajdeep & Sahay;
Thank you for encouraging
comments.