Clouds Shall Pass
I see clouds
Whitish and feathery
Cotton white and feathery
Dark clouds, winds gather,
Winds howl, winds sweep the sky
Sun shines, coloured rainbow bows
little rain spatters, clouds,
Clouds shall clear, the sun winks.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Will winds come?
Sky was dark.
Holding thick bundles of rain inside
waiting for winds to
open bundles of rain,
take away heavy bundles
and free me to play with
white cool light clouds.
Sky was worried.
Will winds come and free me
from this dark bundles of rain
making me feel tired
making my knees paining?
When will those winds come?
How long I have to carry these dark bundles?
Waiting for winds
will I fall down
with tiring weakening bundles
of these dark clouds
in my hand?
Even the sun is moving down
with colour changing to red
going for rest for night.
When will these winds come?
Am I destined to fall down
tired and exhausted
with ever increasing burden
of these dark clouds in my hand?
10, September,2008
poem by Thomas Viruvelil
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Love, See the Moon
Here over the roof I sit
A breeze so cool showers me
Here over the roof I sit
My love, come see
The crescent so clear that I see ‘Madonna'
My love, come see
Cotton feathery clouds remain
The moon winks as light clouds pass by
Cotton feathery clouds remain
Love, come up the stars glitter
‘Madonna' holds her child in supplication
Love, come the stars glitter
Here take my hand
Ladder is safe in my arm, a post, you subtle maid
Here take my hand
Love see the moon
In your shoulder, moon's silver gaze, a soul that blesses
Love see the moon.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Songs Of The Sky
In a sky of layered clouds,
dawn becomes a rainbow,
moving through the spectrum
toward the day.
In a sky of always blue,
no clouds ride the wind:
the sun burns brightly,
high and hot and long.
In a sky of may grays,
clouds crash, explode and roar;
rain-filled winds sweep across the prairie.
In a sky of many blues,
clouds dance on the wind;
and endless and quixotic
Rohrschach test.
In a sky of always gray,
no clouds seem to move;
overcast blots out imagination.
In a sky of cold, cold blue,
gray clouds scrape the treetops;
harbingers of winter storms to come.
Beneath a sky of darkening gray,
the prairie grasses rustle
on the small, forgotten farms
of what could've been
and was.
In a sky of mottled gray,
cold rains fall, now and then;
the seasons struggle
for control of April.
In a sky of broken gray,
cold winds precede the rains;
and before long
the darkened clouds re-gather.
In a sky as clear as glass,
and blue from top to bottom,
sultry days of August
slowly drift into September.
In a twi-lit noon-time sky,
this annular eclipse
leaves us just a
ring around the moon.
In a sky of many clouds,
sunset's an inferno;
ablaze, in this,
my father's final twilight.
In a sky that slowly burns,
the clouds of fire fade
and leave a darker beauty
to hold the night.
poem by William Kruse
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Holy Blunder
Clouds in the skies; clouds in the skies; clouds, clouds
Clouds in the skies; some clustering; some cluttering
Some straying; some strewing; all in one yonder
Like free floating vices and flouted virtues
Amongst myriad murky Stygean stratus
One cumulus, shining bright and smiling white
Like a lucky rich man amongst fated poor
Leering, jeering, raving in sway and sashey
“My one misdirected beam made him gleam”
Bemused waning God Sun, “how this happened
Of one breed are all clouds; running in them same
Vapour-blood; façade is due to my light shed”
“Oh! Idiotic white clouds! This is not good!
Don’t swagger because of my one holy blunder
On the day apocalyptic winds wiggle
Every cloud has to melt down into drizzle”
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Clouds
Clouds, the clouds diffuse a sad and somewhat somber hue;
Rain, the rain descends aslant from angry ashen skies;
Winds, the winds bemoan their loss of reins and calm control;
Shades, the shades appear suffused, alone in lurid haze;
Trees, the trees enshroud the eyes of misty brooding woods;
Leaves, the leaves desert their branches, falling one by one;
Birds, the birds intone a tune, a mourning monody;
Grass, the grass surrenders blades, impaled in truant winds;
Fields, the fields imbibe and quaff to quench an arid thirst;
Stones, the stones repulse the pearls, exploding tears of gloom;
Streams, the streams meander, hushed, to distant vapid shores;
Clouds, the clouds diffuse a sad and somewhat somber hue
poem by Terry O'Leary
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Clouds And Moods
Puffs of clouds covered the sky
Like my thoughts of you and I.
At times I could see and think clearly
But my mind would get weary.
Those puffs of clouds would take control
And my heart it would hold.
It’s amazing how it could be
That the clouds are like you and me.
When the clouds get dark and grey
We become defensive in every way
And the fights come into play.
And when clouds are a misty white
I want to make love to you day and night.
And when the clouds look like ripples in the sand
I want to squeeze you and hold your hand.
And when the clouds completely cover the sky
I thank god you’re by my side.
poem by Louis Rams
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Clouds Of My Life
There moves the cloud
with the wind that blows
So bright and white
like the pages of my life…
I sit near the window
and watch those clouds
That shows me the way
my life is being shaped…
Never was I able to
see the clouds
Have the same shape
in every minute of my life…
Why does this happen
is what I think
But everyday is not the same
is what it says to me…
I see the winds
blow off the clouds
Which makes me think
when will my life be blown off? ...
It's hard to see
black clouds coming in between
Making my worst fears
strike into my mind…
It rains day and night
making me feel happy and sad
Happy to see the black clouds fading
but sad about losing the clouds…
Dreams of mine takes
shape in the clouds
Always showing me the face
of the person I like…
It always reminds me
my life is in world's hands
No matter how hard I try
can't change the fate of my life…
It's nice to see the clouds
every morning I wake up
This reminds me there is still a day
because I see the "Clouds of my Life"…
poem by Sowkoor Nischal Shetty
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Cloud and atmosphere
Clouds appear
In the atmosphere
Atmosphere remained
Uncontaminated by clouds
Clouds is not always present
In the atmosphere
Atmosphere exists
Even when there is no clouds.
There is no clouds
There is atmosphere
There is no atmosphere
There is no clouds
Clouds is atmosphere
Atmosphere is not clouds.
Atmosphere exists in its own beings
Clouds has no separate existence
You are my atmosphere
I'm your cloud
Pray
Make me always clear
And in good use.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I Like The Image Of Clouds Keeping On Changing
i am simply amazed with the way the
clouds keep on changing themselves
and sadly, the winds do not really admit
their faults how they blow harder and how
they stop when the clouds are carried away
in ecstasy and red with sunset the clouds
are mad to the coming of the night its blackness
overpowering its quest for the good and the true
and the beautiful. The moon sits with the stars
in meditation, what goes wrong? why so silent?
that seems to be their theme in the motif of
stillness and the wind now with the wolves and
dogs howl throughout the night telling the
trees that they are ready for love and lust.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There's A Dark Cloud Over My Head
There is a dark cloud over my head
With every move i make, every step i take
It keeps following me
Lord you know i want to free
Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds
Now as the rain begins to fall, i feel so small
I'm always getting wet with the rain of prejudice
Look there is a mist of discrimation
And the fog of injustice
Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds hanging over my head
Lord you know i want to be free
It's hard to look through the thickness of the clouds
Standing under the dark clouds the sun never shines
As my eyes glist for a brighter tomorrow
My sisters and brothers are filled with sorrow
Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds
Why do they keep following me
Lord you know i want to be free
This cloud kept many of our people down
This cloud has kept us bound
Our head hanging to the ground
A cloud of sorrow and pain
A cloud of loneiness and despair
Wondering does anyone care
Now as i look beyond the horizon with the telescope
Of my mind
It was fantastic what i've found
If you can look beyond your dark cloud, sorrow and pain
You will see a star shining so near, yet it seems so far
Beyond your dark clouds, there is a galaxy of deterination
There is a star of i am somebody and it's shining
For the whole world to see
Let's load up our spaceship of education
Put our satellite into orbit, let's speed on to culture
Proudness
Gravitation of ignorance will never hold me down
There's no time for malfunction in our dreams
For many years our focus was ecliped
Eclipse we were inferior, eclipse we couldn't make it
Couldn't go to the same school
We can see clearly now my sisters and brothers
Let's walk in the light, let's fuel up with knowledge
Independence, awareness
Yes use the telescope of your mind
The satellite of youe soul
The orbit of your heart
To reach that certain star, no matter how near or far
poem by Leon Thomas Lee
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Hay-Cutters
Time tells them. They go along touching
the grass, the feathery ends. When it feels
just so, they start the mowing machine,
leaving the land its long windrows,
and air strokes the leaves dry.
Sometimes you begin to push; you want to
hurry the sun, have the hours expand, because
clouds come. Lightning looks out from their hearts.
You try to hope the clouds away.
'Some year we'll have perfect hay.'
poem by William Stafford
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Clouds
Overhead I see the clouds
and know that they see me.
I sometimes wonder when I see them
how it feels to be so free?
Billowy shapes of cotton
that change within my sight
also tend to change my mood
when their movement hides sunlight.
I'm caught up seeing how they change
and always try to view
what object they remind me of
and where they travel to?
I must admit I also love
to see a cloudless day.
Then the clear blue picture of the sky
I wish could always stay.
But if there must be clouds overhead
then let them all be puffy white.
Then maybe I'll see those traveling clouds
in my dreams at night.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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There's Still Sunshine Above The Clouds
If you look through the clouds
the glare is there
manifesting its heat
upon the cotton air
Squeezing light
into the crevices
sending its rays
upon the services
And once the clouds descipate
it's sunshine in its purest state
for the cycle repeats with thunders a loud
but there's still sunshine above the clouds.
Charlie Vergara
08.26.2010
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poem by White Tiger
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Brave moon in the sky
strong winds bring dark clouds tonight
still the moon shines bright
haiku by Michael Stevens
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A Question For You?
i ask the wind
when will i ever see you again?
and the clouds hear it and then
the sun shines telling it is when the clear day comes again
and then i wait and there is rain for days and days.
on a clear day, the sun shines the flowers bloom and i wait again
there is no you, not even a shadow, and i left
the sun, the wind, the rain, the clouds
they have nothing to give for my quest for answers,
useless metaphors, broken promises, empty poems
shattered dreams
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Like a Magnet Glued
You can't chase me.
Chase me away.
I'm like a magnet glued.
And with you I want to stay.
You can't chase me.
Chase me away.
Whatever I have to prove...
Allow me to do that with you.
Clouds with thunder,
Whip up winds on me.
To split and break us up.
As if that is enough.
But I'm not the one easy to flee.
I just smile when the rain appears.
I want to make it clear,
I'm here for any storm!
With you I do belong!
Even when the bolt of lightning strikes...
I will not hide in fear from fright.
Or decide to a flight from sight!
Clouds with thunder,
Whip up winds on me.
To split and break us up.
As if that is enough.
But I'm not the one easy to flee.
I just smile when the rain appears.
I want to make it clear,
I'm here for any storm!
With you I do belong!
You can't chase me.
Chase me away.
Whatever I have to prove...
Allow me to do that with you.
You can't chase me.
Chase me away.
I'm like a magnet glued.
And with you I want to stay...
Whatever it takes,
To erase mistakes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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White mist
The White Clouds
Morphing wonderfully
Changing into Elephants
Then...
Rearranging into children
Playing with balloons.
White clouds
Shaped into swaying cradle
Pushed by the winds
With its toil
There is no sadness
Clouds
Strolling since eternity
When there was nothing
They were here
If they could
Telling us
Strange fables
Grand olden cities
Worlds of acient souls
Wars and battles
Won and lost.
White Floating fluid
Dispearcing the suns light
Covering a landscape
With cool mist
Grey and silver shapes
Giving way to storms sulking
Off in a near horizion
Finding joy and gladness
From their soft shapes
Without any sharp cutting corners
Will I never forget
They lay pendent
Between our two worlds
poem by Howard Johnson
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Out Of The Storm
(j.p. maunick)
Its hard to believe, that a years gone by
Feels like yesterday
Strange as it seems, I knew back then, Id feel this way today
The road is long, therell always be wild winds blowing
(one thing you gotta know)
Beyond the clouds theres nothing but blue skies
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Chorus:
Out of the storm, come on in out of the rain
Out of the storm
Out of the storm, come on in out of the rain
Out of the storm
You try to slow down, but you loose control, like a runaway
A voice in your mind, lets you know, this feelings here to stay
Dont turn around, look straight up ahead, keep movin
(one thing you gotta know)
Beyond the clouds theres nothing but blue skies
Blue skies
Chorus
Got so much to give you, I got so much to give you
Got so much to give you, I got so much to give you
Baby
The road is long, therell always be wild winds blowing
(one thing you gotta know)
Beyond the clouds theres nothing but blue skies
Baby
Chorus
Got so much to give you, I got so much to give you
Got so much to give you, I got so much to give you
song performed by by Incognito
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September afternoon for M lady Ernestine.
September sun spasmodically
breaks through the clouds which threaten rain.
Sometimes the clouds triumphantly
block out the sunshine once again.
I watch and wait expectantly
to see the sun come smiling through
A little optimistically
I hope to see the sky turn blue.
The storm clouds try but can’t resist
a brisk wind blowing from the sea
They have no choice the wind persists
Although they move reluctantly.
The clouds are gone the sun shines on
and will do ‘til the day is done.
Wednesday,08 September 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Well Favored
On route I am to her fair eternity
expecting to see an isle to emerge,
Nymphs will bestow benign affinity,
and enamored Sirens will submerge.
In skies will fly fiddling swallows,
melodious laughter will fascinate
immaculate souls there to follow,
playful winds to dance and ornate.
Shimmering clouds white and such,
fast will travel to sway above me,
there I 'll recall one that so much
under same clouds cared to love me;
Well-favored, blissful and so kind,
aesthetic scenes, around invite me,
to fly in winds, with soul and mind,
dedicated nice to worlds inside me.
Two resplendent streams will flow,
from her innocent, expectant eyes,
oh, so wondering her glance will glow,
to enter a space in my soul that dies.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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