Poems About Clouds Published by Members Recently Online
#clouds
What is the theme that fills the poem with style?
Market shopping list:
heat
sky
blue
crossroads
a song at sunset with tranquility of light
not even storms or headaches can make me forget you!
Come live in my cloud
It's sunny and rainy there at the same time, and the weather doesn't change there...
let's see autumn reborn and start its journey of color
the words in the cloud do not change.
they accumulate, they accumulate, the words in my cloud are infinite: (freedom) (fantasy) (transformation) (crossroads)
... (!) a dawn empty of courage, fear, loneliness, a...
heat
sky
blue
crossroads
a song at sunset with tranquility of light
not even storms or headaches can make me forget you!
Come live in my cloud
It's sunny and rainy there at the same time, and the weather doesn't change there...
let's see autumn reborn and start its journey of color
the words in the cloud do not change.
they accumulate, they accumulate, the words in my cloud are infinite: (freedom) (fantasy) (transformation) (crossroads)
... (!) a dawn empty of courage, fear, loneliness, a...
#loneliness
#clouds
#spiritual
#mirror
#PowerOfWords
66 reads
4 Comments
What is the theme that fills the poem with style?
Market shopping list:
heat
sky
blue
crossroads
a song at sunset with tranquility of light
not even storms or headaches can make me forget you!
Come live in my cloud
It's sunny and rainy there at the same time, and the weather doesn't change there...
let's see autumn reborn and start its journey of color
the words in the cloud do not change.
they accumulate, they accumulate, the words in my cloud are infinite: (freedom) (fantasy) (transformation) (crossroads)
... (!) a dawn empty of courage, fear, loneliness, a...
heat
sky
blue
crossroads
a song at sunset with tranquility of light
not even storms or headaches can make me forget you!
Come live in my cloud
It's sunny and rainy there at the same time, and the weather doesn't change there...
let's see autumn reborn and start its journey of color
the words in the cloud do not change.
they accumulate, they accumulate, the words in my cloud are infinite: (freedom) (fantasy) (transformation) (crossroads)
... (!) a dawn empty of courage, fear, loneliness, a...
#loneliness
#clouds
#spiritual
#mirror
#PowerOfWords
66 reads
4 Comments
weeping rain
no breathing
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
#sky
#clouds
#rain
#wind
#nature
51 reads
5 Comments
weeping rain
no breathing
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
#sky
#clouds
#rain
#wind
#nature
51 reads
5 Comments
weeping rain
no breathing
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
#sky
#clouds
#rain
#wind
#nature
51 reads
5 Comments
weeping rain
no breathing
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
#sky
#clouds
#rain
#wind
#nature
51 reads
5 Comments
weeping rain
no breathing
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
#sky
#clouds
#rain
#wind
#nature
51 reads
5 Comments
Clouds
Clouds weaving
November chronicles
into the cold;
We only look and don’t speak,
All caught up
In loneliness
November chronicles
into the cold;
We only look and don’t speak,
All caught up
In loneliness
#loneliness
#clouds
418 reads
2 Comments
Clouds
Clouds weaving
November chronicles
into the cold;
We only look and don’t speak,
All caught up
In loneliness
November chronicles
into the cold;
We only look and don’t speak,
All caught up
In loneliness
#loneliness
#clouds
418 reads
2 Comments
Clouds of Desire
Enormous cloud masses
roam a still dark dawn sky.
Clouds will never reveal the why.
Ivory abyss's that are cotton lined.
They are the movement of our dreams.
The storm in my mind, rumbles,
with a thunder of remembrance.
Of every far, vast dream
that life denied my grasp.
I look around the enormous world,
................so very tiny am I.
A miniscule human still believing
in the reincarnation of large dreams.
While the sky flashes with a lightning of desire.
My heart replies with electric beams,
to herds...
roam a still dark dawn sky.
Clouds will never reveal the why.
Ivory abyss's that are cotton lined.
They are the movement of our dreams.
The storm in my mind, rumbles,
with a thunder of remembrance.
Of every far, vast dream
that life denied my grasp.
I look around the enormous world,
................so very tiny am I.
A miniscule human still believing
in the reincarnation of large dreams.
While the sky flashes with a lightning of desire.
My heart replies with electric beams,
to herds...
#sky
#clouds
122 reads
17 Comments
Clouds of Desire
Enormous cloud masses
roam a still dark dawn sky.
Clouds will never reveal the why.
Ivory abyss's that are cotton lined.
They are the movement of our dreams.
The storm in my mind, rumbles,
with a thunder of remembrance.
Of every far, vast dream
that life denied my grasp.
I look around the enormous world,
................so very tiny am I.
A miniscule human still believing
in the reincarnation of large dreams.
While the sky flashes with a lightning of desire.
My heart replies with electric beams,
to herds...
roam a still dark dawn sky.
Clouds will never reveal the why.
Ivory abyss's that are cotton lined.
They are the movement of our dreams.
The storm in my mind, rumbles,
with a thunder of remembrance.
Of every far, vast dream
that life denied my grasp.
I look around the enormous world,
................so very tiny am I.
A miniscule human still believing
in the reincarnation of large dreams.
While the sky flashes with a lightning of desire.
My heart replies with electric beams,
to herds...
#sky
#clouds
122 reads
17 Comments
Devil's Trip
When my sun comes down
a crimson cosmos astounds
i appear with winter's wind
I'm free as summer's sin
sing a song this mourning
telling tales of warning
purple clouds, demon bubbles
cosmic dreams, strangers in trouble
to die is to wake at the strike of twelve
he welcomes us all to the gates of hell
a crimson cosmos astounds
i appear with winter's wind
I'm free as summer's sin
sing a song this mourning
telling tales of warning
purple clouds, demon bubbles
cosmic dreams, strangers in trouble
to die is to wake at the strike of twelve
he welcomes us all to the gates of hell
#dreams
#clouds
#rhyming
#hell
#astronomy
50 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Clouds Published by Members Recently Online