Cloud

Appliqued matress fluffy and puffy
Big God is dragging to cover His size
And big God omnipresent covered can't be
Ergo the matress He's trying to squeeze

Big God is crushing it to dark
The matress is crying to thunder
And He shears the matress, anger to spark
Patters down the cloud tears; We say 'a shower'

poem by Indira Renganathan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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